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A  TABLE  to  find  any  Psalm, 

orPartoira  Psalm, by  thefirft  Line  of  it. 
Note, '  The  Figures  dircd  to  the  Psalm. 

ALL  ye  who  love  the  Lord,  rejoice  14(5 

•^  Almighty  Ruler  of  thejkies  '        8 

Amidjt  thy  wrath  remember  love           .  ^8 

Among  tk'  ajfemblies  of  the  great  82 

Among  the  princes,  earthly  gods  .86 

And  will  the  God  of  grace  38 

Are  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools  5i 

Are  fin ners  now  fo  fenfekfs  groton  a  4 

Arife.  my  gracious  God  ^  xfj 

A(vake,yefaints^  to  praife ymr  Jyift^  135 

■BEHOLD  tJit  lofiyfky  a^j 

Behold  the  love,  the  ^en'ro%.s  h-ffS  g.^-. 

Behold  the  morning  fun  i.o 

Behold  the  fare  Found  aiUn'S^tenc  1 18 

Behold  thy  wditir^g  frvm't,  Lord  Ij-g 

Blefs.  0  my  foul,  the  living  Gcd  103 

Blejl  are  thefons  of  peace  i^y 

Bicfl  are  the  fouU  that  hear  and  knom  ^q 

Bl-fl  are  the  ur.defil'd  in  h<art  ^xa 

BUfi  is  thi  rn.an,  forever blefi  00 

B'Uji  is  the  man  whofe  bowels  mov?.  ^i 

Blejl  is  the  man  who  f/iuris  tM  pUee  ^ 

Bk/i  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord  q<5 

QHILD  REN  in  years  and  knowledge  young 

Come,  children,  Irarnto  fr,ar  the  Lori 
Conie,  let  our  voices  join  to  raift 
Come,  found  Ids  praxfe  abroad 


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Confidtr  alt  my  for  rows,  LQrd  ^  \ 

7)  iVlD  rtjoic'd  in  God  his  .linnet h 
^    Uz:f:  in  cvr  }^aris  Itfii^rsf-QyK: 


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TABLE. 

■r-  ^  r3  r  T  -            ^  P faints 

£^.iIiLl,  niy  God,  without  delay  69 

Lxatt  the  Lord  our  God  qo 

pAR  as^thy  name  is  knorvn  ^g. 

^^     Father,  I  bUfs  thy  gcntU  hand  ,  18 

hathtr,  I  ft&g  thy  tvondrous  gract  .  6g 

Firvz  and  unmov''d  are  th(y                "  ur 

Firm  zvas  my  health,  my  day  was  brtrht  00 

Fof^.s  in  thnr  hearts  bdieve  and  fay  14- 

for  ever  bUJftd  be  tht  Lord  ^^, 

Fbr  ever  Jhail  my  fin  g  recerd  8a 

Ficom  age  to  ege  exalt  his  varae  ^Qn  , 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the.  Jkies^  1 1  ^ 

Fror,i  deep  diflrefi  and  troubled  thoughts  130. 

Qi^F  thanks  to  God  ;  he  reigns  abooS  107 

Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name  105 

Give  thanks  to  God  moft  high  1 3b 

Give  thanks  to  God  thsf&v' reign  Lord  136 

Giv€  to  our  God  immortal  praife  1^6 

Give  t»  the  Lord  y^  fins  of  fame  go, 

God  in  his  earthly  temple  lays  87 

G^od  is  thi  refuge  of  his  faints  46 

God  my  fupporter  and  my  hope  no 

G^d  of  eternal  love  jog. 

God  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth  -,  i 

G<)d  of  my  life,  look  gently",  doxvu  39 

G^od  of  my  mercy  end  my  p raife  i  o^ 

God  colli  anfe  in  all  his  7:ught  5^ 

G.podis  the  Lord,  the  hcavtrUy  Kin;?  6" 

Great  God,  attend  ichile  Zion  ftngs^  84 

Orcat  God^  how  oft  did  [fr'el  prove  -r^. 

Great  Go-d,  indulge  my  humble  claim  63 
Great  God^  the  heavai's  well  order' d  Jravic       ig 

Great  Cod,  u-hfi  v.nive>jalfxi'ay  -■- 
Great  is  th^Lcrd.  er.aited  high 


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P/ah!. 

Crcat  is  the  Lord  j  his  tL\crks  of  vii^ht  i  ;  a 

Grtat  is  the.  Lord  our  Cod  4^* 

Great  Shepherd  ej' thin^  li^^^X  .  ^o 

TJAD  not  the  Lord^may  Mr ^\  fay  i,-l 
Happy  is  he  wh^ je.ars  th-e  Lsrd             '       i>-'^ 

Happy  the  city  ztyhert  their  Jbn^s  144 

Happy  the  man  to  rahom  his  Gld  .3* 

Happy  the  man  zvhoje  cautiQus feet  i 

Hear  me,  0  God,  nor  hide  thy  fch:e  10 "i 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  mfionfaid  ^9 

Htlp,  Lord,  for  men. of  virtm  fait  i-S- 

H^  reigns  :  tht  Lord,  the  S-avioVrr  reigns  97 

He  who  hath  made  his  refuse  God  <j\ 

-  i^  High  in  the  heav'ns^  cttrnal  God  S^' 

,. '     Ho?ij  awful  is  thy  ckafi'ning  rod  '^7 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear  122 

HojU)  faji  their  gjdlt  and  fo.rro^s  rifi  1^ 

Hew  long,  0  Lord.jhatl  I  complaiv,  13 
How  long  wilt  thoji  xonceaUhy  face 
How  p  leaf  ant,  how  divinely  fair 
■HfW  pleafant  'tis  to  fee 
UoSi>  pleas' d  and  btefi  was  I 
L^Qw  fliali  tht  youv^fecure  their  htarts 

%EHOVAH  reigns  ;  he  dwells  in  tight 
J  Jelus,  our  Lord,  afccnd  thy  thronz 
Jjcfns.  Jhall  reign  where'er  the  fun 
If  God  fucceed  net,  all  the  cofl 
If  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny 
1  lift  my  foul  to  Gcd- 
I'll  blefs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day 
JHlpraife  my  Maker  with  my  breath- 
rilfpeak  the  honours  of  my  King 
I  love  the  Lord  ;  he  heard  wy  criis  ^ 
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P/alm,. 

Iri  all  my  vafi  concerns  withthee  139; 

In  anger ^  Lord,  rebuke  me  not  6 

In  Ged'j  own  houfe  pronQunce  his  praif&  159 

J«  Jud--h.  God  of  old  teas  known  76. 

Into  thine  ha^.d^'O  G&d  of  truth  3 1 

Joy  to  the.  world  j  the  Lord  is  come  98 

IJet  the  Lord  before  my  face  i(> 

^s  there  ambition  in  viy  heart  131 

It  is,  the  Lord  OUT  Saviour's  hand  102 

Judge  me  J  0  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways-  26 

Judges,  who  rule  the  worUi  by  laws  58 

Jujl  arc.  thy  ways^  and  true  thy  word  18 
/  waited  patient  jor  the  Lord 

1  will  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high 

JET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raifc  96 

Let  all  the  Heathen  writers  join  1 19 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds  78 

Let  ev'ry  creature  join  1 48 

Let  ev'ry  tongue  thy  gsodnrfsfpeak  i<^5 

Let  finaers  take  their  courje  ^^ 

Let  Zion  in  her  king  rejoice  46 

Let  Zio»  and  hir  fons  rejoice  102 

Let  Zion  praije  the  rrdiMy  God  147 

Long  as  I  live,  I'llbkjs  thy  name  i  45, 

Lord  haft  thou  caji  the  nation  off  to 

Lord,  J  ajn  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt  prove  1 7 

Lord,  Icanfuffer  thj  rebukes  6 

Lord,  lam  vile,  conc&ij'd  in  fin  51 

Lord,  /  ejieem  thy  judgments  right  119- 

Lord,  if  thine  eyes- furtcy  &ur  faults  ^o, 

],ord   if  thou  dofi  7L0t  foon  appear  12 

Lord^  /  have  made  thy  word  my  choice.  1 19. 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  fnalt  hear  5 

I^ord,  /  will  blefs  the  alt  my  days  34 

Lord,  /  wQuldJpread  my  fort  dn^refs  t^t- 


TABLE.  7 
Tfahn. 

Lord  oj  the  zoorlds  above  8| 

Lord,  thcu  hajl  call'd  thy  grace  to  mind  85 

Lord,  thou  haji  heard  tkyfervant  cry  1 18' 
Lord,  thou  ha/lfcarck'd  and/een  mz  through  1 3^ 

hord^  thou:  hafif&en  7ny  foul  fincere  13, 

Lord,  thou  zoilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  ^ 

Lord,  'tis  apleafant  thing  to  fland  <^-i 

Lord,  zoe  have  heard  thy  works  of  old  4^ 

Lord.  10  hat  a  feeble  piece  90 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtkfs  Zitretch  was  I  no- 

Lord,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man  14^ 

Lord,  what  was  man^  when  made  at  firji  S 

Lord,  when  I  count  thy.  mercies  o'er  j  ^g 

Lord,  zvken  thou,  didf  ajcend  on  high  68 

Loud  Hallelujahs  to  the  Lord           .  148 

L-o  \  what  a  gUrious  Corner-Stone  ii§ 

Lo  I  what  an  entertaining  view  loo. 

ti/tAKER  and  fav' reign  Lord  2 

Mercy  and  judgment  are  myfong  101 

Mine  eyes  and  my  dtfirt  25 

hly  God,  accept  my  early  vows  141 

My  God^  confidcr  my  difirejs  iiq-' 

My  God,  h&w  many  are  my  fears  n 

My  God,  in  whom  art  all  ihefprings  ^y 

My  God,  my  tverlafiing  hope  n  i 

My  God,  my  King^  thy  various  praifc  t\^ 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue  64 

My  God^  the9eps  of  pious  men  3^ 

My  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feci     .  33^ 

My  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name  \i 

My  never-ceajing  fangs  fhall JJiow  89 

My  refuge  is  the  God  ef  love  1 1 

My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God  1  4^ 

My  Saviour  and  my  King  45 

M,y  Savieicr,  my  almighty  Fric-r-d  ^a 


^  'i'    A     B     L     K. 

hly  Shepherd  ts  the  /:...,.  Lord  ^'-^'^'^0 

My  Sniphcrd  wxllfupply  'my  niti  J 

MyfouL  how  lovely  is  the  place  gl 

My  joul  Ues  cUaving  to  the  dujl  ,  4^  [ 

MyfouL  repeat  Jus  praijc  ,0^ 

\hfoi^L  thy  greet  Creator  praift  ,01 

^"^y  fpirit  looks  to  Qo^  alone  || 

Myjpintjinh  tvithin  mf..  Lord  -« 

My  truft  is  in  my  hcay'nly  Fucnd  '^ 

^0 pep  norf.umkr  to  k.is  eyes  13 ^ 
Not  to  our  names  Jhoujgnlyjujl-  and  true  1 1  - 

-tV(/^  to  ourfilves  ttho  are  hut  ^uft  i  j  ? 

Now  be  my  heart  infpir'ddo  fx.n^  .  ^ 

Nctj  frtjm  tlu  rearing  lion's  rage  22 

N'Qxo  I  VI  convinced  the  Lord  is  kind  -to 

Now  let  our  Lips  ^cviik  holy  fear  ^'^ 

N(^>  let  our  viournfuljongs  records  ^a 

Noxo  may  the  God  ixf  pow'r  and  gracs  ^O 

No^  plead  my  caufc^  Almighty  God  s- 

Noionfiidl  my  jdcvia  -i^oios  he  paid  .^ 

f)  ALL  ye  nations  pr&ifc  the  Lord  1 ,  n 

^  0  blefed  fouU  are  they-  '^ 

0  blejs  the  Lord,,  myfoni  ,^ 

Of  jufiice  and  of  grace  I  fmg  j  of 

0/or  ajhout  of f acred  joy  ,« 

0  Cod,  my  refuge.,  hea>rmy  cries  rl  ■ 

0  God  of  grace  and  righieoufnejs  ^ 

0  God  of  vicrcy  hear  my  call  rj 
0  God  to  whom  revenge  belong s^                 '         q^ 

0  happy  man  zokojefoul  isJiiVd  1 2I 

Q  happy  nation  zvhere  the  Lord  01 

0  how  '1  love  thy  holy  law  jfi 

0  Lord  how  many  er^  ^ny  foes  :« 

0  Lord  our  heavenly  king  3 

0  Lord,  OUT  Lord,  how  tiiond*r^n^^r(at  5  . 


TABLE.  9^ 
PJalm. 

0  t-hat  the  Loid  zvould  guide  my  zoays  1 19 

Q  that  tky  Jiatuits  cv'ry  hour  119 

0  thou  that  hiar'Jt  zvhen  finners  cry  51 

0  thou  whefe  grace  and  juftice  reign  123' 

O  thou  whdfe  jufiice  reigm  an  higk  56 

Our  God,  our  kelp  in  dges  pajt  go 

Out  of  the  deeps  of  long  dijlrefs  13a 

0  what  a  fiijf  rebellious  houje  78 

T)RAISE  zoaits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thts  6^ 

Praifeye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name  135 

Praife  yetkc  Lord  :   My  heart  jh  all  join  1^6 

Praijt  ye  the  Lord  ;  His  good  to  raijt  147 

prefer  ve  7ii^  Lor  din  time  of  need  16- 

TyEJOICE  ye  righteous  in  the  Lord  g.3 

■^      Rerueraber.  Lord,  our  inorial  fiate  8^9 

Rtturn,  0  God-of  love  return  ga 

Q  A  LV  AT  ION  is  forever  mgh  85 
Save  vie,  0  Lord  ths.  f welling  floods  69 
Save  me,  0  Lord,  from  ev'ry  foe  iS 
See  what  a  living  /lone  l  iB- 
^SAdcy  ji!72>y,  Zor^,  <^  X(7ri;^/(Or.(r2Ve  CL 
Shine,  Tnighty  God,  on  Sionfdnt  67 
Sing  all  ye  nations  to  the  Lord  66 
Sifig  t^  the  Lord  aloud  81 
.-"?.j  to  the  Lord  Jehovah' s  name  95 
:ig  to  tht  Lord  with  joyful  vuice  100 
■:.:ng  to  the  Lord  ye  diflant  lands  96 
Songs  of  immortal  praife  belong  ill 
Soon&s  I  heard  riy  father  fay  '  27 
Sure  there's  a  righteous  God  73 
Swat  is  ths  mem'ry.  cf  thy  grace  14,5 
Sweet  is  the  work,  my:  Cod  my  King  92 


'Y^EACHme  the  fneafurt  cf  my  days 
Tk'  Almighty  reigns  ^^altcd  high 


S9 

97 


19  T    A    B     L     E: 

PfalM, 

That  man  is  hkfi  that  jtands  in  an^  112 

^Fht  earth  for  Co  tr  is  the  Lord's  24 

Thee  tvill  I  Love,  0  Lord,  my  Jircn^tk  18 

Th^God  Jehovah  reigns  gg 

The  Gcd  oj  glory  fends  his  fummons  forth  50 

The  God  ef  our  Jaiv ation  hears  ^5 

The  heav'ns  deUarc  thy  glory  Lord  19 

The  king  of  Saints^  hotvfdir  his  face  ^5 

The  Lord  appears  my  hdpcr  now  1  iB 

The  Lord^  how  wond'rous  art  his  ways  iO;j 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  53 

The  Lord  is  come  the  heav'ns  proclaim  97 

7'he  Lord  my  Jliephcrd  is  23 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light  27 
The  Lord  of  Glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high     93 

The  Lord  the  Judge  befere  his  throne  50 

The  Lord  th?  Judge  his  churches  warns  50 

The  Lord,  the  fov'' reign  king  6o« 
The  Lord  thefov' reign  fends  his  fummons  forth  50 

The  man  is  ever  bLtfi  %. 

The  praift  of  Zion  zvairts  for  line  6.^ 

Thi  wonders  Lord  thy  love  has  wrought  ^o 

Think  mighty  God  on  fithle  raan  89 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath,  madt  a  18 

Thisfpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's  2^^ 

Thou  art  my  portion  0  my  Gvd  ug 

I'hxyu  God  of  love  thou  ever  bkft  ifO 

Through  ev'ry  age  eternal  God  90 

'Thrice happy  yn^n   zcho.  fears  the  Lcrd  Jjb 

T'lnis  Irefftlv'd  before  the  Lord  §9 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,  the  fp^ctovs  f -elds  ^O 

ThusfaUh  the  Lord  your  work  is  vain  40 

Thus  the  eternal  Father fp(tk^  110 

Thus  the  great  Lord  of  earth  andfsa  no 

rkymtrcies  fdi the  earth  0  Li>,d  117 


TABLE.  H 

Pfalm, 

Thy  namt  almighty  Lord  119 

Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty  lord  107 

'Tis  by  thy  ftr en gththt mount mrts flaiid  ©5 

To  God  I  cry'd  with,  mournful  voict  77 

To  God  I  made  my  Jorrows  known  1 1 2 

-To  God  the  great,  the  ever  blefi  io5 

To  htav'n  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes  1  21 

To  our  almighty  maker  God  _  ,  98 

To  thee  before  the  dawyiing  tight  /^i.9 

To  thee  mojl  holy  and  m.oJt  high  75 

To  thine  almighty  arm'  iS^e  owe  \8 

'Twas  for  our  fake,  eternal' G  Ad  69 

.  *  Tzvas  from  thy  hand  my  Cod  I  came  1  9. 

'Twas  in,  the  zoaiches  of  the  night  6^ 

r/'AIN'  man  onf&olijh  plcafures  bent  107 

''^    Unjhaken  as  the /acred  hill            -  1*5 

Up  from  my  youth  may  Ifradfay  1 29 

Upward  I  lift  mine  eyts  1 2 1 

jyE  blefs  thee,  UrL  the  jujl,  the  gesd  68 

We  Id-oc  the  Lord,  ana  zve  adore  jB 

IVhatJhaU  1  render  to  tvy  God  116 

When  Chriji  to  judgme x:  t  fi all  dffcend  <•  o 

When  God  is  nigh  my  faith  is  fifong  t  6 

When  God  provoked  with  daring  crimes  107 

When  God  reflor'd  OUT  captive  fiate  126 

When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name  1 26 

When  Ifrael  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand  114 

When  ffrael  fins  the  Lord  reproves  78 

When  I  with  pleafing  taond&rjland  139 

When  man  grows  old  in  fin  30 

When  overwhelm' d  with  grief  61 

When  pain  and  anguifJi  feize  me  Lord  1^9 

When  thelgTeat  Judge fupreme  andjujl  9 

Where  fk all  the  man  be  found  25 

Where  Jkait  we  go  1 0  fcek  ^ir.djnd  132 


12  TABLE, 

Pfalm. 

While  men gr 0:0  hold  in  rmckcdways  36 

While  I  keep  filence  and  conceal  02 

JVhoJhalld/cendthjy  heav'nly  pUce  15 

Who  Jkall  inhabit  in  thy  hill  1 5 

Who  will  arije  and  plead  yny  rij^ht  ^^ 

Wfiy^  did  the  jfczcs  prodaim  their  rage  2 

Why  did  the  nations  join  to  flay  2 

Why  da  the  proud  ivfnlt  the  poer  ^q 

JVhy  do  the  wealthy  zjicked  boajl    '  on 

Why  doth  the  Lord  f  and  of  Jo  far  10 

V/hy  doth  the  man  of  riches  grozv  40 

Why  has  iny  God  my  foulforfook  22 

Why  fnould  I  vex  my  Joul  ajul  fret  o-j 

Will  God  forever  cafi  us  off  ^^ 

With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue  i  jS 

With  earnejt  longings  of  tht  mind  ^  2 

With  my  whoU  heart  I'llraifc  my  fo-ng  o 

With  ny  u<  h  ole  hia  ri  I've  fought  thy  face  no 

With  rey'rence  let  the  faints  (Appear  89 

With  fon^s  and  hon our sfcunaing loud  j  _j_ 

Would  you  bihold  the  zoffrhs  ofGqd  107 

T7£  holy  fouls  in  God  rejoice  no 

Yeiflands  of  the  Northern fes,  07 


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Venations  of  the  earth  rej 

Yefervants  ofth'  Almighty  King  1 1* 

Ye  fans  of  men^  a  feeble  race  oi 

YefsTis  of  pride  that  hate  the  jnjl  ^c) 

Ye  that  delight  toftrve  the  Lord  1 1  \ 
Ye  that  obey,  th'  immortsil  King                    ■    1  ?  j. 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam  join  I'^g 

Yet  (faith  the  Lord  J  if  David's  race  Sq 


THE 

PSALMS  OF  DAVID, 

IMITATED    IN    THE    LAKGUA€E 
OF    THE 

NEW    TESTAMENT, 


IPfalm  I.     Common  Metre. 

*The  zcay  and  end  cj  i-hc  righteous  and  the  withtd* 

1  T>  LEST  is  the  man  who  flrans  the  plaCe, 
x3    Where  fmners  love  to  meet  ; 

Who  i^'ears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  fcoifer's  ieat. 

2  Who,  in  the  itatutes  of  the  Lord, 

Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight  ; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word^ 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  [He,  like  a  plant  of  gen'rous  kind, 

By  living  waters  fet, 
Safe  from  the  fiorm^  and  blafling  v/indj 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  {fate. 3 
^  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair, 
Shall  his  profefiion  fhine  ; 
While  fruits  of  holinefs  appear 
Like  cluifers  on  the  vine, 
I  Not  fo  the  impious  and  unjuft  ; 
Wliat  vain  deligns  they  foi-m  [ 
B 


-4  P  S  A  L  M     I. 

Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  duft, 
Or  chaff,  before  the  ftorm. 
Q  Sinners  in  judgment  ftiall  not  ftand 
Among  the  fons  of  grace, 
When  Chrift  the  Judge,  at  his  right  hand^ 
Appoints  his  faints  a  place, 
7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread. 
His  heart  approves  it  well  ; 
But  crooked  ways  oif  finners  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

}g)falm  I.     Short  Metre. 

The  faint  happy  :  the  finntr  mifer&bU^ 

1  nnHE  man  is  ever  bleft, 

JL     Who  fhuns  the  finner's  ways. 
Among  their  councils  never  ftan'ds. 
Nor  takes  the  fcorner's  place. 

2  3ut  makes  the  law  of  God 

His  ftudy  and  delight, 
Amidft  the  labours  of  the  dnyj 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He,  like  a  tree  fhall  thrive, 

With  water  near  the  root  : 
FreHi  as  the  leaf  his  name  fliall  live  ; 
His  works  are  heav'nly  fruit, 

4  Npt  fo  th'  ungodly  rnce, 

The)^  no  fuch  blcflings  Hnd  : 
Their  hopes  fiiall  flee  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  liow  will  they  bear  "to  ftand 

Before  that  judgment  feat, 
Vv'here  all  the  faints,  at  Chrift's  right  hand, 
.In  full  aff^mbly  meet  ?    , 

6  He  knows  and  he  approved 

■  The  \\-i\y  the  righteous  go  : 


P  S  A  L  M     I,    II.  1.5 

But  finners  and  their  works  will  meet 
-     -  A  dreadful  overthrow. 

lg)falm  I.    'Long  Metre. 

The  difference  betweeyi  the  righteous  and  the  wicked], 
t    T  TA-PPY  the  man  whofe  cautious  feet 

XT.  Shun  the  broad  way  that  fmners  go  ; 

Who  hates  the  place  where  atheifts  meet,.     ; 

And  fears  to  talk  as  fcoffers  do. 
2  Ke  loves  t'  employ  his  morning  light 

Among  the  fiatutes  of  the  Lord, 

And  fpends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night 

With  plsafure,  pond'ring  o'er  the  word, 
g  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  ftreamSj 

Shall  flouriih  in  immortal  green  ; 

And  heav'n  v/ill  fhine,  with  kindeft  bcasis^- 

On  ev'ry  work  his  hands  begin. 
4  But  fmners  find  their  counfels  croft  ; 

As  chaff  before  the  tempeft  flies, 

So  fnail  their  hopes  be  blown  and  loft, 

When  the  lad;  trum.pet  fhakes  the  Ikies, 
J  In  vain  the  rebel  feeks  to  fland 

In  judgment  with  the  pious  race  ; 

The  dreadful  Judge,  with,  ilern  command. 

Divides  him.  to  a  ditf'rent  place. 
6  "  Strait  is  the  way  my  faints  have  trod, 

'•  I.blefs'd  the  path  and  drew  it  plain  ; 

"  But  you    would  choofe  the    crooked  road, 

"And  down  it  leads  to  endlefs  pain." 

pMm  11.     Short  Metre, 
Tranflated  according  to  the  divine  pattern. 

Acts  iv.  24,  ^c, 
Chrift.  dying,  rifmg,  interceding,  and  rcignin^i 
1  [A  /f  AKER  and  fov 'reign  Lord 

i.yX  Of  heav'n  J  and  earth,  and  f«as  ^ 


i6.  PSALM     II. 

Tfhy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  anfwers  thy  decrees. 
J  The  things,  fo  long  foretold, 
By  David  arc  fulfill'd, 
When  J^ews  and  Gentiles  join  to  fitif 
Jefus,  thine  holy  child.] 
2  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 
And  jfezvSj  with  one  accord, 
Bend  all  their  counfels  to  deftroy 
Th'  Anointed  of  the  Lord  ?- 
4  Rulers  and  kings  agree, 
To  form  a  vain  defign  ; 
Againft  the  Lord  their  powers  unitc^ 
Again  ft  his  Chrift  they  join, 
§  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 
And  will  fupport  his  throne, 
He,  who  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead. 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Sou, 

PAUSE. 

6  Now  he's  afcended  high. 

And  afks  to  rule  the  earth  ; 
The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heav'nly  birth, 
J  He  afks,  andGodbeftows, 
A  large  inheritance  ; 
Far  as  the  world's  remoteft  bounds^ 
His  kingdom  fhall  advance. 
§  The  nations  who  rebel, 
Muft  feel  his  iron  rod  ; 
He'll  vindicate  thofe  honours  well^ 
Which  he  receiv'd  from  God, 
^  [Be  wife,  ye  rulers,  now. 

And  worfhip  at  his  throne  ; 
With  trembling  joy,  ye  people,  bow 
To  God's  exalted  Son, 


PSALM     II, 

to  If  cnce  his  wrath  arife, 
Yc-periili  on  the  place  ; 
Then  blefled  is  the  Ibul,  that  fi-ies 
For  refuge  to  his  grace, 

IPfalm  n.     Common  Metre. 

J.  T  X  THY  did  the  nations  join  to  flay 
V  V     The  Lord's  anointed  Son  ? 
Why  did  they  caft  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gofpel  down  ? 
z-  The  Lord,  who  fits  above  the  fkies. 
Derides  their  rage  below  ; 
He  fpeaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes^ 
.    And  ftrikes  their  fpirits  through. 

3  ''  I  call  him  my  Eternal  Son, 

"  And  raife  him  from  the  dead ; 
"  I  raake  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 
'•  And  wide  his  kingdom  fpread, 

4  ''  Af!-;.  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 

'•  The  utmoft  heathen  lands  ; 
•'  Thy  rod  of  iron  fhall  deftroy 
'•  The  rebel  v/ha  withilands,"'' 
^  Be  wife,  ye  rulers  of  the  earth, . 
Obey  th'  anointed  Lord^ 
Adore  the  King  of  heav'nly  birth, 
An^  tremble  at  his  word. 
©  With  humble  love  addreFs-Msthrons  " 
For,  if  he  frown,  ye  die  : 
Thofe  are  fecure^_,-^nd  thofip,  alone. 
Who  on  his  grace  I'-ely.. 

I^falm  11.  ■  ^okg  Metre, 

GhrijVs  'deaths  yzJi:frccdon.  and  afcenfiGu, 


"^  X  Thy  did  the  Jf^ii,s  proclaim  theirxage 
V  V  The  Roj7iaiu\\^h.y  thekfv/©rds  emplov  ^ 


iS  PSALM     II. 

Againft  the  Lord  their  pew'rs  engager, 

His  dezr  Anointed  to  defliroy  ?  , 
a  "  Come  let  us  brei;k  his  bandSj  they  fay, 

"  This  man  fhall  never  give  us  laws  ;'* 

And  thus  they  caft  his  yoke  away, 

And  nail'd  the  Monarch  to  the  crofs, 
^  But  God,  who  high  in  glory  reigns, 

Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controls^** 

He'll  vex  their  hearts  with  inward  pains. 

And  fpeak  in  thunder  to  their  fouls. 
^  '•  I  will  maintain  the  King  1  made 

*'  On  Zion's  evcrbfting  hill ; 

*'  My  hand  fhail  bring  him  from  the  dead^ 

And  he  fhall  (land your  Sov'reigrt  flill,'-' 
^.  [His  wondrous  rifing  from  the  earth, 

Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known  ; 

The  Lord  declares  his  heavenly  birth,. 

*'  This  day  have  Lbegotmy  Son. 
(^  '•  Afcend,  my  Son,  to.  my  right  hand, 
^'  "  There  thou  fhalt  a/k,  and  I  beftow, 

**  The  utmoft  bounds  of  heathen  land: 

'*  To  thee  the  nothcrn  illes  (hsill  bow.'-J 
.<|t.  But  nations,  who  refift  his  grace, 

'  Shall  fall  beneath  his  iron  ftroke  ; 

His  rod  fhall  crufh  his  foes  with  eaf%; 

As  potteiis'  earthen  ware  is  broke. 

•fAUSE. 

0  Now  ye, 'who  fit  on  earthly  thrones, 
iBe  wife,  and  fei-Ve  tile  Lord,  the  Lamb  % 
Now  to  his  feet  fubmlt  your  crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  af  his  name, 

1)  With  humble  love  addrefs  the  Son, 
Left  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die  ; 
His  Avrath  will  bum  to  worlds  urilua0WI5> " 
it  ye  provoke  bis  jeaUufy* 


PSALM    in.  i^ 

to  His  ftorms  {hall  drive  you  quick  to  hell. 
He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but  duft, 
Happy  the  fouls  who  know  him  well, 
And  mr  ke  his.  grace  their  only  truft. 

Pfalin  in.     Common  Metre. 

Doui?ts  and  fears  fupprsjpd  :  or,  God  our  de/cmi. 

from  fin  and  Satan. 
1   "1^  IfY  God,  how  many  are  my  fear* ! 
xVJL   How  faft  my  foes  increafel 
Confpiring  my  eternal  death, 
They  break  my  prefent  pe?.ce. 
s  The  lying  tempter  would  perfuadc 
There's  no  relief  in  heav'n  ; 
And  all  my  fwelling  fins  appear 
Too  big  to  be  forgiv'n. 

3  But  thou,  my  glory  and  my  flrengtK^ 

Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread, 
Shalt  filence  all  my  threatening  guilty 
And  raife  m_y  drooping  head.  . 

4  [1  cry'd,  and   from  his  holy  hill, . 

He  bow'd  a  lift'ning  ear; 
I  call' d  my  Father,  and  my  God,  , 

And  he  fubdu'd  m.y  fear. 
I  He  fhed  foft  fiumbers  on  my  eyes^  . 

In  fpite  of  all  vny  foes  ; 
I  *woke,  and  wonder'd  2t  the  grace. 

Which  guarded  my  repofe,] 
6 -What  though  the  hofts  of  death  and  heM^" 

All  arm'd  againfl  me  ftood, 
Terr  ours  no  more  fhall:  fhake  my  foul  ^ 

My  rtjfuge  is  my  God. 
>2  Arife,  O  Lord,  fulfJ  thy  grace, 

While  I  thy  glory  fing ! 
My  God  has  broke  the  Terpen t 's  te€llf> 

Asid  d^ath  hsis  lefl  kis  iling, . 


•-0  PSALM     III^   IV, 

S   Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs. 
His  arm  alone  can  fave  ; 
Ble flings  attend  thy  people  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  grave, 

Pfalm  in.     Long  Metre. 

A  Morning  Pfalm^ 
t   f^\   LORD;  hcv/  many  are  my  foes 

V>^   In  this  weak  ftate  of  flefh  and  blood! 
My  pe;:ce  they  daily  difcompofe, 
But  my  defence  and  hope  is  God, 

2  Tir'd  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
-To  thee  I  rais'd  an  ev'ning  cry  ; 
Thou  heardfl  when  I  began  to  pray,- 
And  thine  almighty  help  was  nigh.- 

3  Supported  by  thine  heav'nly  aid,      ' 
I  laid  me  down  and  llept  fecure  ; 

Not  death  fhould  make  my  heart  afraid,     , 
Though  Lfhould  wake  and  rife  no  more, 
f.   But  God  fuftain'd  me  ail  th-e  night ; 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  : 
He  rais'd  my  head  to  fee  the  light. 
And  makes  his  praife  my  morning  fong., . 

jpfalm  IV..    Long  Metre. 

Hearing  aj  praytr  l  or,  God  our  portion,  a-r.:i 
Chrijt  our  kQpe^ 

I    f~\   God  of  grace  and  righteoufnefs, 
V_>/   Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain  ; 
Thcu  haft  enlarg'd  m^e  in  diftrefs, 
Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 

-   Ye  fons  of  men,  in  vain  yc  try. 
To  turn  my.glory  into  Thame  : 
How  long  will  feoffers  love  to  lie, 
And4i^re  reproach  my  Saviour's  naiiie    y% 


PSALM     IV.  «t 

3|h,Know  that  the  Lord"  divides  hisiaintS 
""From  all  the  tribes  of  men  befide  5 
He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents, 
For  the  dear  fake  of  Chrift  who  dy'd. 

4  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done; 
A  thdufand  works  of  righteouftiefs^ 
We  put  our  truft  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  grace, 

^  Let  the  unthinking  many  fay, 
Who  will  htjiow  Jomt  earthly  good,  f 
But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray  5 
Our  fouls  defire  this  heav'nly  food. 

6  Then  fliall  my  cheerful  pow'rs  rejoice 
At  grace  and  favour  fo  divine  ; 
Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
For  all  their  corn  and  all  their  wine, 

Pfalm  IV.     Common  Metre. 

An  Evening  Pfalm. 

1'  T    ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray; 
X-J   I  am  for  ever  thine; 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  d^re  to  lin. 

2  And  while  I  reft  my  weary  head^ 

From  cares  and  bufinefs  free, 
'Tis  fweet  converfmg  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee,. 

3  I  pay  this  ev'ning  facrifice  ;. 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God!  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace^ 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  fleep ; 
Thy  hand  in  fafety  keeps  my  days^. 
And  will  my  flumberskeep,. 


2a  PSALM     V. 

I^falm  V.     Common  Metre. 

For  the  Lord's-day  morning. 
J    T    ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  (hah  hear 
JL^  My  voice  afcending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  *I  direft  my  pray'r, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 
•  Up  to  the  hills  where  Chrifi:  is  gone 
To  plegd  for  all  hisTaints, 
Prefenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  fongs  and  our  complaints. 
J  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whofe  fight 
The  wicked  fhall  not  fland  ; 
Sinneris  fhall  ne'er  be  thy  delight. 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 
^  But  to  thy  houfe  will  I  refort, 
To.tafte  thy  mercies  there; 
1  will  frequent  thine  holy  court^ 
And  worfhip  in  thy  fear. 
I  O  may  thy  fpirit  guide  my  feet 
In  ways  of  righteoufnefs  ! 
Mcke  cv'ry  patii  of  duty  itraigbt^     . 
And  plain  before  my  f?ce. 

PAUSE. 

6  My  watchful  enemies  combine 
To  terrtpt  my  feet  aflray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  bafe  defign, 
To  make  my  foul  their  prey. 
1  Lord,  crulh  the  ferpent  into  duft, 
Ap.d  all  his  ^lots  deftroy  ; 
While  thofe  who  in  thy  mercy  truil, 
Forever  fhoUt  for  joy. 
8  The  men  who  love  and  fear  thy  namCj^ 
Sh^ll  fee  their  hopes  fulhll'd  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  com.pafs  them' 
Witii  favour,  as  a  ftiield. 


PSALM     VI.     '  23 

Pfalm  VI.      Common  Metre. 

Complaint  in  ftckncfs  :  or,  difeafes  healed, 
t   TN  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 
Jl  Withdraw  the  dreadful  florin  ; 
Nor  kt  thy  fury  burn  fo  hot 
Againft  a  feeble  worm. 
s  My  louPs  bow'd  down  with  heavy  care^. 
My  flefh  with  pain  oppreft  ; 
My  couch  is  witnefs  to  my  tears. 
My  tears  forbid  my  reft. 
J  Sorrow  and  pain  wear  out  my  days ; 
I  wafte  the  night  wath  cries, 
Counting -the  minutes  as  they  pafs, 
'Till  the  flow  morning  rife. 

4  Shall  I  be  fliil  tonnented  more  ? 

My  eyes  confum'd  with  grief? 
How  long,  my  God,  how  long  before 

Thine  hand  afford  relief? 
K  He  hears  when  duft  and  alhes  fpfeak^ 

He  pities  all  our  groans ; 
He  faves  us  for  his  mercy's  fake, 

And  heals  our  broken  bones, 

5  The  virtue  of  his  fov'reign  word 

Re  {lores  our  fainting  breath  : 
But  filent  graves  praife  not  the  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  kno'vvn  in  death, 

■     pfalmVL     Long  Metre. 

Temptations  in  fickvefs  overcome. 
a    T    OsRD,  I  can  fuifer  thy  rebukes, 

A-J  When  thou  with  kindnefs  dofl  chaflife  5 
But  thy  fierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  it  not  againft  me  rife  ! 
3  Pity  my  languifhing  eflate, 

Aad  eafe  the  forrews  which  I  feel; 


S4  PSALM     VII. 

The  wounds  thy  heavy  hand  hath  made^ 

O  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal  ! 
^  See  how  I  pafs  my  weary  days 

In  hghs  3nd  groans  ;  and  when  'tis  night. 

My  bed  is  water'd  with  my  tears, 

My  grief  confumes,  and  dims  my  fight, 
4  Look  how  the  powers  of  nature  mourn  ! 

How  long,  Almighty  God,  how  long  ? 

When  fhall  thine  hour  of  grage  return  ? 

When  fhdU  I  make  thy  grace  my  fbng  ? 
g  I  feel  my  flefli  fo  near  the  grave, 

My  thoughts  are  tempted  to  defpair  ; 

But  graves  can  never  praife  the  Lord^ 

For  all  is  duTt  and  fiience  there, 
6   Depart  ye  tem^pters  from  m.y  foul ; 

And  all  defpairing  thoughts  depart  : 

My  God,  who  hears  my  humble  moan, 

Will  eafe  my  pain,  and  cheer  my  heart, 

Ipfalin  VII.     Common  Metre. 

God's  care  for  his  people,  and  puniJJiment  of  pet* 

Je.tutors, 
1    "Rk  yTY  truft  is  in  my  heav'nly  Friend, 
IVJ.   My  hope  in  thee,  my  God  ; 
Rife,  and  my  helplefs  life  defend 
From  thofe  who  feek  my  blood. 
•  With  infolence  and  fury,  they 
My  foul  in  pieces  tear, 
As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey, 
When  no  deliv'rer's  near. 
3  If  I  have  e'er  provok'd  them  firft. 
Or  once  abus'd  my  foe, 
Then  let  him  tread  my  life  to  duft. 
And  l::y  m.y  honour  low, 
^  If  there  be  malice  found  in  me, 
I  know  thy  pi^Tciiig  eye*, 


PSALM     VtU.  25 

I  fiiould  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  aflc  my  God  to  rife. 

0  Arife,  my  God,  lift  i;p  thy  hand, 

Their  pride  and  pow'r  control  ; 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliv'i*ance.for  my  foiii. 

PAUSE. 

6  Let  finners  and  their  v/icked  rage 
Be  humbled  to  the  duft  ; 
Shall  not  the  G  o  d  of  truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the  juft  ? 
*?  He  knov/s  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins. 
He  will  defend  th'  upright  : 
His  fhai-peft  arrows  he  ordains 
Againft  the  fons  of  fpite. 
^  For  me  their  malice  digg'xl  a  pit, 
But  there  themfelves  arecaft  ; 
My  God  makes  all  their  mifchief  light 
On  their  own  heads  at  lafh. 
g  That  cruel  perfecu ting  race 

Muft  feel  his  dreadful  fword  ; 
Awake  my  foul^  and  praife  the  grace 
And  juliice  of  the   Lord. 

Pfalm     VIIL     Sliort  Metre. 

^Qod'sfovereignty  and   goednefs  j  and   man's  do- 
viinion  over  the  creatures, 

1  "^/^^   Lord,  our  heav'nly   King, 
V>^     Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  fp read. 
And  o'er  the. heav'ns  they  fhine, 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high, 

I  raife  my  wond'ring  eyes. 
And  fee  the  moon,  complete  in  light. 
Adorn  the  darkfome  flcies  : 
C 


20  ^PSAL.M     VIII. 

5  When  I  furvey  the  (lars, 

And  dl  their  iliining  forms, 
Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthlefs  thing. 
Akin  to  durft  and  -WGrms  ? 
4  Lord  v/hat  is  v/orthlefs  man, 

That  thou  fliouldil  love  him  fo  ? 
Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  plac'd 
And  Lord  of  all  below. 
.3  Thine  honours  crown  his  head, 
While  beafts  like  ilaves  obey, 
And  birds  that  cut  the  air  witk-wings^ 
And  fifli  that   cleave  the  fea. 
i  Kow  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 

And  w^ond'rous  are  thy   ways  : 
Of  dufl  and  worms  thy  pow'r  can  frame 
A  monum.ent  of  praife. 
7  [Out  of  the  mouths  of  babes 

And  fucklings,  thou  canft  draw 
Surprifing  honours  to  thy  name  ! 
And  ftrike  the  world  with  awe. 
'S  O  Lord,  our  hcav'nly   King, 
'  Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  fpread, 
And  o'er  the  heav'ns  they  fhine.] 

Pfalm     VIII.     Common  Metre. 

Ckrijl's  condejcenfion  and  glorification   :  or^  God 

madz  man, 
1   (^\  Lord,  our  Lord,  how   wond'raus  gneat 
V_>/      Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heav'nly  ftate 
Let  men  and  babes  proclaim, 
a  When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high. 
The  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
And  ftars  that  well  adorn  the  lk.y, 
Thofe  mo.ying  worlds  of  light  ; 


PS  A  L  M     ViII.'  87 

3  Lord  what  is  mm  j  or  all  his    race, 
Who  dwells  fo  far   below. 
That  thou  rnouldfl  vi fit  him  with  grace^ 
And  love  his    nature  fo  ! 
4.^  That  thine  eternal  Son  ihould  bear 
To  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are. 
To  fave  a  dying  u-'orm  I 
^  [Yet  while  he  liv'd  on  e«rth  unknown. 
And  men  would  not  adore, 
Th'  obedient  fcas  and  fifhes  own 
His  godhead  and  his  povv-'r. 

6  The  waves  lay  fpread  beneath  his  feet  : 

A-nd  fifliat  his  command,  ■ 
Bring  their  large  fhoals  to  Peter's  net, 
Bring  tribute  to  his  hand. 

7  Thefe  leirei"-glories  of  thy  Son 

Shone  through  the  flefhly  cloud  ; 
Now  "we  behold  him  on  his.  throne^ 
And  men  confefs  him  God.] 
s  Let  him  be  crown'd  with  rnajefty 
Who  bov^^'d  his  head  to  death  ; 
And  be  his  honours  founded  high, 
By  ail  things  that  have  breath. 
9  Jefus  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous  great 
Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heav'nly  ftate 
Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim. 

Pfalm  Vril.  ijl  Fart.     Long  Metre, 
Jhe  ho/anna  cf  the  children  j    or ^  Infants  praif^ 

ing;  God. 
1.-    A    LMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  Ikies,       , 

jTj^Thro'  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  fpread^ 

And  thine  eternal  glories  rife 

G'er  all  the  heav'ns  thy  hands  have  inade^ 


s8  PSALM     Vlli. 

9  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 
A  monument  of  honour  raife  ; 
And  babes  with  uninftrufted  tongue, 
Declare  the  wonders  of  thy   praife. 
Thy  pow'r  aflifts  their  tender  age 
To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground, 
To  ftill  the  bold  blafphemer's  rage, 
And.  all  their  policies  confound. 

4  Children  amidft  thy  temple  throng 
To  fee  their  great  Redeemai  's  face  ; 
The  fon  of  David  in  their  fang, 
And  young  hofannas  fill  the  piaee. 

^  The  frowning  fcribes  and  angry  priefts 
In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring  *, 
PwGvenge  fits  filent  in  their  breads. 
While  Jewifh  babes  proclaim  their  King.. 

Pfalm  VIII.   2d  ParL     Long  Metre. 
Paraphrafcd,- 

Adam  and  Chrifi,  Lords  of  the  old  and  new 
creation. 
*    T    ORD,  what  was  man,  when  made  at  firft, 

X^  Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  duft, 

That  thou  ihouldft  fet  him  and  his  race, 

But  juft  below  an  angel's  place  ? 
2  That  thou  {houldft  raife  his  nature  fo, 

And  make  him  lord  of  all  below  ; 

Make-every  bealt, and  bird  fubmit, 

And  lay  the  fifhes  at  his  feet  ? 
g  But  O  !  what  brighter  glories  wait 

To  crown  the  fecond  Adam's  ftatc  ; 

What  honours  fliall  thy  Son  adorn. 

Who  condefcended  to  be  born  ! 
^  S<:e  him  below  his  angels  made  ! 

^.e  him  in  duft.  among  the  dead. 


PSALM     IX.  e^ 

'    To  fave  a  ruin'd  v/orld  froni  fm  ; 

But  he  fnall  reign  with  pow'r  divine. 
5  The  world  lo  come,  redeem'd  from  all 

The  mis'ries  which  attend  the  fahj 

New  made,  and  glorious,  {i-iallmbmit  . 

At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

Pfalm  IX.    3/ P^r.^  Common  Metre. 

Wrath  an d  rnercy  frc in  the  ju dgviin t  feat. 

1  T  X  7ITK  my  Vv^hole  heart  I'll  raiie  my  iongj- 

VV     Thy  wonders  m  proclaim,       ' 
Thou  fov'reign  Judge  of  right  and  wrong, 
Wilt  put  rny  toes  to  fliame. 

2  I'll  fmg  thy  rnajeiiy  and  grace  ; 

My  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteoufnefs. 
And  rn?ke  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  lh?.ll  the  Lord  a  refuge  pro-.c, 

For  all  v/ho  are  oppred  ;, 
To  favs  the  people  oi'  his  love. 
And  give  the  weary  reft. 

4  The  mien  ^vho  I:no-sv'  thy  namie  will  trufc 

In  thy  abundant  grace  ;  ^ 

For  thou  haft  ne'er  forfookthe  juft; 

Who  humbly  IVek  thy  face.  '^' 
^  Sing  prailcs  to  the  righteous  Lcrdj 

Who'dwelis  on  ZigjVS  hill, 
Who  executes  his  thi'cat'ning  word. 

And  doth  his  grace  fulEl. 

'|0MlH:  IX.-  2d  Part.   Common  Metre, 

The  i^ifd'cni- a::d  equity  of  rrovidence.    :' 
%  T^THl-LN  thc-great  Judge,  fupreme  andjuft^ 
V  V      Shall  QT.cz  inquire  for  bleed  ; 
The  humble  fouls  who  mourn  in  dLift.    • 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. .  -  * 
C   2. 


3©  P  S  A  L  M     X. 

L  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 
Does  his  own  children  raife  : 
In  Zion's  gates  with  cheerful  breath 
They  fmg  their  Father's  praiie. 

3  His  foes  fhall  fall  with  heedlefs  feet 

Into  the  pit  they  made  ; 
And  -finners  perifh  in  the  net, 

Which  their  own  hands  have  fpread*- 

4  Thus  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  counfels  known  : 
"When  men  of  mifchief  are  deftroy'd. 
The  fnare  mull  be  their  own. 

PAUSE. 

5  The  wicked  Ihall  fmk  down  to  hell ; 

Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands 
"Which  dare  forget  thee,  or  rebel 

Againft  thy  known  .commands. 
^  Though' faintfr  to  fore  diftrefs  are  brought,, 

And  wait  and  long  complain, 
Their  cries  fti'all  never  be  forgot, 

Nor  fhali  their  hopes  be  vain. 
7  [Rife,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  feat,. 

To  judge  and  fave  the  poor  ; 
Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 

And  man  prevail  no  more. 
$  Thy  thunder  fhall  affright  the  proud, 

And  put  their  hearts  to  pain, 
Make  them  confefs  that  thou  art  God,. 

And  they  but  feeble  men.] 

Pfalm     X.     Common  Metre. 

.Fraycr  heard,   and  faints  favedj   or,pride^ath\ 
y  ifm,  and  opprtjfion  puniJJicd, 

■    .  For  a  humiliation  day. 

KvTTTHY  dofh  the  Lord  ftand  oflF  fo  far, 
^  -V  V     And  why  conceal  hxi  face^ 


PSALM     XL-  ^C. 

When  great  calamities  appear^ . 
And  times  of  deep  diftrefs  ? 

2  Lord  fliall  the  v/ieked  ftill  deride 

Thy  juftice  and  thy  pow'r  ? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pridcj 
And  ftill  thy  faints,  devour  ? 

3  They  put  thy  judgments  from  their  fight^^ 

And  then  infult  the  poor  ; 
They  boaft  in  their  exalted  height. 
That  they  fhall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arife,  O  Lord,  lift  up  thy  hand. 

Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
No  enemy  fhall  dare  to  f*.and 
When  God  afeends  on  high. 

PAU'S-E. 

5  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, . 

And  fay,  with  foolifh  pride, 
The  God  of  heav'n  will  ne'er  engage 
To  Jight  on  7.ion'sfide, 

6  But  thou  for  ever  art  our  Lord  ; . 

And  pow'rful  is  thy  handj 
As  when  the  Heathens  felt  thy  fword^ 
And  perifh'd  from  thy  land. 
fj  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pravj 
And  caufe  thine  ear  to  hear, 
Hearken  to  v/hat  thy  children  fay. 
And  put  the  world  in  fear. 
8   Proud  tyrants. fhall  no  more  opprefsj 
No  more  defpife  the  juft  ; 
And  mighty  finners  fliail  confefs 
They  are  but  feeble  duft, 

3f?falm     XL     Long  Metre. 
God  loves  the  righteous,  and  hates  the  wicked^ 
3    Ti  yfy  refuge  is  the  Gx)d  of  leve  ; 
-LVX  Why  do  my  foes  infult  and  cry 3- 


32  PSALM.  XIL 

'Fly  like  a  iinirous,  trembling  dove, 

To  dijlant  zooods  or  movuitaim  fiy  ? 
2   If  government  be  once  deftroy'd, 

That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace, 

And  violence  makes  jufbicc  void, 

Where  fhall  the  righteous  feek  redrefs  ? 
2  The  Lord  in  heav'n  has  fix'd  his  throne, 

His  eye  furveys  the  world  below  ; 

To  him  all  mortal  things  arc  known  ; 

His  eye  lids  fearch  our  fpirits  through. 
4-  Jf  he  afHitls  his  iaints  fo  far. 

To  prove  their  love  and  try  their  grace, 

What  may  the  bold  iranfgreffors  fear  ! 

His  veiy  foui  abh^iS  their  ways. 
^  On  impious  wretches  he  fhall  reign 

Tem.pefls  of  brimfton^,  f -jj^  and  death, 

Such  c.s  he  kindled  on  the  plain 

Of  Sodom,  with  his  angry  breath. 
^  6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  fouls,, 
tr-      Whofc  thoughts  and  aftions  are  fmcere, 

And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 

The  m.en  who  his  own  image  bear. 

pfalm     XIL     Long  Metre. 

'"'(fainfsfafety  and- hope  in  evil  times  :  or,  fvirs  ^ 
-f  the  tongue  co^nplaintd   of,    viz.   Mafphtmy^ , 
^aljelwod,  iSc. 
J    T    ORD.  if  thou  doit  not  foon  appear, 
X_J  Virtue  and  truth  will  fly  away^; 
'j      A  faithiul  man  among,  iis  here 
4      Will  Icarce  be  found,  if  thou  delay. 
;;j  2  The  whole  difcourfe  when  neighbcors  meet 
r       Is  liifd  with  trifles  Iccfe  and  vain  ;       . 
'j      'i'heir  lips  are  tic  tt'ry  and  deceit, 
'I      Aiid  their  proud  langu?gc  is  prof«ns» 


F  S>  A  L  M     Xir.  30, 

3  But  lips  that  with  deceit  abound, 
Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long; 
The  God  of  vengeance  will  confound 
The  flatt'ring.  and  blafphemingtcTigue, 

4  YetJJialt  our  words  befree^.ihty-  cry  : 
Our  tongues  JJiall  be  ronlroVd  by  none  :- 
JPliere  is  the  Lord  will  afk  its  why  ? 
Or  fay  ^  cur  lips  are  not  our  ezn't  ? 

I  The  Lord  who  fee^  the  poor  opprefl. 
And  hears  th'  opprefTor's  haughty  flrain^ 
Will  rif?:  to  give  his  children  refl, 
Nor  fhall  they  truft  his  v/ord  in  vain. 

€  Thy  wordj  O  Lord,  though  often  try'd. 
Void  of  deceit  fhall  ftiil  appear  \ 
Not  filver  fev'n  times  purify'd 
From  drofs  and  mixture,  fhines  fo  clear, 

>^  Thy  grace,  fhall  in  the  darkefl  hour 
Defend  th«  holy  foul  from  harm : 
Though  when  the  vile  ft  men  have  pow'r^ 
On  ev'ry  fide  will  fmners  fwanxi. 

JPfalm     XII.     Common  Metre, 

Complaint  of'  a  general  corruption  of  manners  ^ 
or,  the  promife  and  ji^iu  of  ChrifCs  loming 
to  judgment, 

I    TTELP,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail,. 
XX   Religion  lofes  ground  !• 
The  fons  of  violence  prevail. 
And  treacheries  abound. 
a  Their  oaths  and  promiles  they  brake. 
Yet  a£l  the  flatt'rer's  part ; 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  fpeak. 
And  with  a  double  heart.   , 
3.  Ix  we  reprove  fome  hateful  lie. 
How  is  their  fury  ilirr'd  1. 


24  PSALM     XIII. 

Are  not  our  lips  our  ozon^  they  cry, 
And  zvho  fliall  be  our  Lord- 9 
4  Scoffers  appe?r  on  ev'ry  fide, 
Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
Are  rais'id  to  feats  of  pow:'r  and  pridC; 
And  bear  the.  fword  in  vain. 

P  A  V  S-  E  , 

g  Lord,  when  iniquities  abcsnd, 
And  bh-fphemy  grows  bold, 
When  faith  is  hardly  to  be  found, 
And  love  is  waxing  cold-: 

6  Is  not  thy  chariot  hafl'ning  on  ? 

Haft  thou  net  giv'n  the.  fign  ? 
May  we  not  trufh  and  live  upon 
A  promife  fo  divine  ? 

7  "  Yes,  faith  the  Lord,  now  will  I  rifc» 

"  And  make  oppreifors  flee  ; 

^'  I  n-iall  appear  to  their  furprife, 

"  And  let  my  fervsnts  free." 

8  Thy  word,_  like  River  fevn  times  try'd. 

Thro'  yg^s  fhall  endure  ; 
The  men  who  in  thy  truth  confide,  . 
Shall  find  thy  promife-fure. 

Pfalm     XIII,     Long  Metre. 

Pleading 'with  God  under  defer tio 71 ;  or,  hope  in' 
darknefs.  -  -.- 

1  .TTOW  long,,0  Lord,  fhall  I  conlplain 

X\l.   Like  one  who  feeks  his  God  in  vain  ?' 
Can'If  thou  thy  face  for  ever  hide, 
A.nd  1  ftill  pray  and  be  deny'd  ? 

2  Shall  I  for  ever  be  forgvot, 

As  one  whom  thou  regarded,  not  ? 
Still  fh?,ll  m.y  foul  thy  abfence  mourn? 
And  fiill  defpair  of  thy  return  j 


PSALM     XIII.  3- 

3  How  long  fliail  my  poor  troubled  breafb 

Be  with  thefe  anxious  thoughts  oppreft, 

And  fatan,  my  malicious  foe, 

Rejoice  to  fee  me  link  (blow- ! 
•4  Hear,  liord  and  grant  me  quick  reliefg 

Before  my  death  conclude  my  grief ; 

If  thou  withdraw  thy  heav'nly  light, 

I  fleep  in  everlafting  night. 
5  How  will  the  pow'rs  of  darknefs  boaftj 

If  but  one  praying  foul  be  loft  ! 

But  I  have  trufted  in  thy  grace, 

And  fli?ll  again  behold  thy  face. 
■6  Whate'er  my  fears  or  foes  fus;2;efc. 

Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy.  my  ren; ; 

My  heart  fliall  feel  thy  love,  and  raife 

My  cheerful  voice  toj'ongs  o-f  praifc, 

lE)falm  XIII.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  under  temptations  of  the  dsvil. 

1  T  TOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  ? 
jn     My  God,  how  long  delay  ? 
When  fliail  1  feel  thofe  heav'nly  rays. 

Which  chafe  my  fears  away  ? 

2  How  long  ihall  m.y  poor  lab  "ring    foul 

Wreftle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  control, 
And  eafe  my  raging  psin. 

3  See  how  the  prince  of  darknefs  trie-S         4 

AU  his  malicious  arts  ; 
He  fpre-ads  a  mift  around  my  eyes, 
And  throLVS  his  fier)^  darts. 

4  Be  thou  my  fun  and  thou  my  fnield. 

My  foul  in  fafety  keep  ; 
Make  hafte  before  my  eyes  are  feaPd 
In  death's  eternal  iieep. 


gG  PSALM     XXV. 

g  ^"rlfw  would  the  tempter  boaft;  aloud. 
If  I  become  bis  prey  ! 
Behold  the  fons  of  hell  grow  proud 
To  fee  thy  long  delay  ! 
4  But  they  fhail  fly  at  tliy  rebuke, 
And  fatan  hide  his  head  ; 
He  knows  the  terrours  of  thy  look, 
And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 
•J  Thou  wilt  difplay  that  fov'reign  grace 
Where  all  my  hopes  have  hung  ; 
I  fhall  employ  my  lips -in  praife^ 
And  vi6t'ry:fhall   be-jung. 

Pfalm  XIV,  ijl  Part.  Common  Metre< 

By  nature  all  men  are  fanners, 

1  TTOOLS  in  their  hearts  believe  and  fay 
JL     "  That  all  religion's  vain  ; 

"  There  is  no  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
*'-Or  minds  th'  afFaii-s  of  men." 

2  From  thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  profane. 

Cormpt  difcourfe  proceeds  ; 
And  in  their  impious  hands  are  foun^ 
Abominable  deeds, 

3  The  Lord  from  his  celediai  throne. 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  who  fought  his  grace, 
Or  didhis  juftice  knov/. 

4  By  nature  all  rrc  gone  aftray  .; 

Their  pr?6lice  all  the  fame  : 
There's  none  who  fears  his  Wakcrs  hand  : 
There's  none  who  loves  his  mvnc. 

5  Their  tong\ies  are  us'd  to  fpcak  deceit, 

Their  flandcrs  never  ceafe  ; 
-How  fwlft  to  mifchief  are  their  feet. 
Unknown  to  paths  of  peace^ 


IPS  ALM    XIV,  XV.  S7 

■^  Such  feeds  of  Cm,  that  bitter  rootj 
Inall  our  hearts  are  foxand  ; 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fnait, 
'Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 

Pfalm XIV.  2d. Part.CommonUttrc, 

The  folly  of  ptrftcutors, 
%     \  RE  finners  now  fo  fenfelefs  gro\vn. 
xTL  That  they  the  faints  devour ; 
And  ne\^er  worfhip  at  thy  throne, 
Nor  fear  'thine  awful  pow'r  ? 

2  Oreat  God  1  appear  to  their  fupprife. 

Reveal  thy   dreadful  name  1 
Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  defpife^ 
Nor  turn  our  hope  to  fhame. 

3  Doft  thou  not  dwell. among  the  juft  ? 

And  yet  our  fftes  deride, 
That  we  fhould  make  thy  name  our  traft. 
Great  God  I  confound  their  pride, 

4  O  that  the  joyful  day  was  come. 

To  finifh  our  diftrefs  ; 
When  God  Ihall  bring  his  children  howie^ 
Our  fongs  {hail  never  ceafe, 

Pfalm  XV.     Commdii  Metre. 

Chufa^ir  of  a  faint  j  or^  a  citizen  of  Z'lon  ;  er\ 

the  qualif  cations  .of  a  chrifHaii, 
X  T"t  7HO  fliall  inhabitin  thy  hill, 
VV       O  God  of  holmefs  ? 
Whdm  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell     - 
So  ne^r  his  throne  of  grace  ? 
2  The  man  who  walks  in  pious  Avays, 
And  works  with  righteous  haiidsj 
Who  trufts  his  Maker's  promifeSj 
And  follows  his  commands; 
D 


^3  -     P'SAL^M     XV.  - 

q  Who  {peaks  tHe^^Sa^ing  of  his  heartj 
Nor  {landers  with  his  tongue  j 
Will  not  promote  an  ill  report, 
Nor  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 
-A  The  wealthy  fmiiers  he  contemns, 
Loves  all  vho  fear  the  Lord  ; 
And  tho:ugh  to  his  o^^rn  hurt  he  IwearS,     ^^ 
Still  he  performs  his  word, 
c  His  hands  di'fdain  a  goldea-bnbe,      .  ^  _ 

And  fi-nd  his  heav'n  tecure. 

ll^faTm  XV.     Lon^  metre.  ' 

'  wiSifgS:SWffi.. 

The  man  ^v•ho  minds  religi^on  now,. 

r;^  humblv  walks  .-ith^God  ^^^^  , 

i^lX.hiL  dwell  upon^his  tongue^^ 
He  h«es  to  do  Kjs  neighbour  ^vlQn§.:....,-, 
,  rNorwilHistroft  an  lU  report,^-, 
3  kor  vent  it  to  his  neighbour  s  hu«  i-    .-   , 
Sinners  of  ftatc  he^  "n  defpife,  ■ 

But  faints  are  iwnour'a  in  his  eyes. 
Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  ft<?°d, 

Whatever  pain  or  lofs  he  bears..  . 
r  He  never  <Icals:iabfibi»g  gold,         .     ,  . 
Mi  »»"'-^s  *=■•'  J"'^'"=  ft>ouldbc  fold  , 


I*-^S  A  LM     XVI.  S9 

While  others  gripe  and  grind  the  poor,         ^^ 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door.] 

6  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  thofe  who  curfe  him  to  his  face  : 
And  does  to  all  men  ftiil  the  fame 
That  he  would  hope  or  wifli  from  them.. 

7  Yet,  when  his  holiefL  works  are  done^ 
His  foul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  fhall  fee, 
And  dwell  forever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

J^falm  XVI.    ^Jl  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Conjejfton  of  our  poverty^-  and  faints  the  beji  com- 
pany ;  orygood  zcorks  profJ  men^  not  God, 

1  T3RESF/RVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need, 
XT    for  fuccour  to  thy  throne  1  flee, 

But  have  no  merits  there  to  plead  ; 
My  goodnefs  cannot  reach  to  thee. 

2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confeft 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am  ; 
My  praife  can  never  make  thee  bleft, 
Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  name. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  faints  on  earth  may  reap 
Some  profit  by  the  good  we  do  \ 
Thefe  are  the  company  I  keep, 

Thefe  are  the  choiceft  friends  I  know. 

4  Let  others  choofe  the  fons  of  mirth, 
To  give  a  relifh  to  their  wine, 

I  love  the  men  of  heav'nly  birth, 
Whofe  thoughts  and  language  are  divine. 

Pfalm  XVI.   2d  Part.  Long  Metre, 

ChriJV s  all-fu_^t,ciency . 
I   TTOW  faft  their  guilt  and  forrows  rife, 
J-  JL  Who  hafte  to  feek  fome  idol  god  5 
I  will  nottafte  their  facrifice. 
Their  off 'ring  of  forbidden  blood,  - 


4^  PS  AL  M     XVr. 

2^My  God  provides  a  riclier  cup,. 

And  nobler  food  to  li\^e  upon  ; 

He  for  my  life  has  offer'd  up 

Jefus,  his  beft  beloved  Son. 
3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feaft  ; 

By  day  his  counsels  guide  me  right : 

And  be  his  name  for  ever  bleft, 

Who  gives  me  fwect  advice  by  night, 

I  fet  him  ftill  before  my  eyes ; 

At  my  right  hand  he  ftands  prepar'd 

To  keep  my  foul  from  all  furprife, 

And  be  my  everlafling  guard. 

Pfalm  XVI.  ^d  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Courage,  in  death,  and  hope  cf  the  refurrtHion^ 

WHEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  flrong, 
His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  ; 
Be  glad  my  heart,  rejoice  my  tongue, 
My  dying  flefh  {haU  reft  in  hope. 
Though  in  the  duft  I  hy  my  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  foul  forever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lofe  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  My  flefh  fti?ll  thy  firft  call  obey, 
Shake  off  the  duft  and  rife  on  high ; 
Then  fhalt  thou  lead  the  wpnd'rous  way 
Up  to  thy  throne  above  the  fl^y. 

4  There  ftreams  of  endlefs  pleafure  flow. 
And  full  difcov'ries  of  thy  grace. 
Which,  when  but  taftedhere  below, 
Spread  heav'nly  joy  through  all  the  place.     '' 

Pfalm  XVI.  iJiPart,  Common  Metre. 

Support  and  counfel from  God,  without  metrit, . 
O  AVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  ev'ry  foe  ; 
O  In  ihee  my  trull  I  place, 


PS  AL  M     XVI.  41 

Though  all  the  good  that  I  can  d©. 
Can  ne'er  defer\^e  thy  grace. 

2  Yet  if  my  God  prolong  my  breath, 

The  faints  may  profit  by't 
The  faints,  the  glory  of  the  earth. 
The  men  of  my  delight. 

3  Let  Heathens  to  their  idols  haile, 

And  worfhip  wood  or,  ftone  ; 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  cail 

Where  the-  true  God  is  known, 

4  His  hand  provides  my  conflant  food, 

He  fills  my  daily  cup  : 
Much  am  I  pleas'd  with  prefent  good, 

But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 
g  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy  ; 

His  counfels  are  my  light  ; 
He  gives  me  fw-eet  advice  by  day. 

And  gentle  hints  by  night. 
6  My  foul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 

To  his  all  feeing  eye  ; 
Not  death,  nor  hell,  my  hope  fiiall  mov?, 

While  fucli  a  Friend  is  nifjli. 


Xi'  XVI.   2d  part.  CotBmonMetre 

The  death  and  refurreEiicn  of  Chrifc,  ■     ■ 
SET  the  Lord  before  my'face,- 
'•  He  bears  my  courage  up  ; 
'=  Mv  heart  and  tongue,  their  joy  expre's. 

"  My  fiefh  fhall  reft  in  hope. 
''  My  fpirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

'•'  Where  fouls  departed  are  : 
"  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave, 

*'  To  fee  corruption  there. 
*'  Thou  wilt   f  v^eal  the  path  of  lifC;, 
*■  And  raife  me  to  thy  throne  : 
D   2 


4jj  PSALM    XVni 

**Tky  courts  immortal  pleafures  give, 
*'  Thy  prefence,  joy  unknown." 

4  [  Thus  in  the  name  of  Chrift,  the  Lordj 

The  holy  David  fung, 
And  providence  fulfils  the  word- 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue, 

5  Jefus,  whom  ev'ry  faint  adores, 

Was  crucify'd  and  flain : 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  reftores! 
Behold  he  lives  again  ! 

6  When  (hall  my  feet  arife  and  ftand 

On  heav'n's  eternal  hills  ? 
There  fits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  thcFC  the  Father  fmiles. 

J3falm  XVII.  Short  Metre. 

Portion  oj  faints  and  ftrnicrs  :  or y  hope  and  dc--^ 
/pair  in  death. 
1.  A    RISE,  my  gracious  God, 
jIjL  And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
They  are  but  thy  chaftifing  rod 
To  drive  thy  faints  to  thee. 

2  Behold  the  (inner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  Vain  ; 
Mere  in  this  life  his  pleafure  lies,- 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 
And  boaft  of  all  his  ftore  ; 

The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 
My  foul  can  wifh  no  more. 

4  I  fhall  beheld  the  fsce 
Of  my  forgiving  God  ; 

And  {land  complete  in  right eoufnefs, 

Wafh'd  in  my  Saviour's  b  tjd* 
Q  There's  a  new  heav'n  begun, 

When  I  awake  from  death, 


PSALM    XVII,    XVni.         4^:- 

|>reft  in  the  lilcenefs  of  thy  Son, 
And  draw  immortal  breath. 

•JPfalm  XVII.     Long  Metre. 

The  Sinner's  portion  and  fain  fs  hope  j  &r,  the" 
heaven  of  ftp  ar  ate  fouls,  and  the  rtJurre£iion, 

%    T    ORDj  I  am  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt  prove- 
Xi-i  My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love  ;^ 
When  men  of  fpite  againft  me  join, 
They  are  the  fword,  the  hand  is  thine* 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below  ; 
^Tis  air  the  happinefs  they  know, 

'Tis  all  they  feek  ;  they  take  their  fhares^ 
And  leave  the  reft  among,  their  heirs. 

3  What  finners  valiie,  I  refign  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  j 
r  fhair behold  thy  blifsful  face, 

And  ftand  complete  in  righteoufnefs, 
4'  This  life's  a  dream,  an  einpty  ihow ; 

But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  gOj 

Hath  joys  fubftantial  and  fmcere  ; 

When  fhall  I  'wake  and  find  me  there  J^ 
5.  O  glorious  hour  !'  G  bleft  abode  ! 

I  fhall  be  near,  and  like  my  God! 

And  flefh  and  fin  no  more  control 

The  facred  pleafiires  of  my  foul. 
6  My  flelh  fhall  fiiimber  in  the  ground, 

'Till  the  laft  trumpet's  joyful  found; 

Then  burftthe  chains  with  fweet  furprile. 

And  in  my  Saviouris  image  rife, 

pfalmXVm.   iJiParL  Long  Metre, 

Deliverance  from  defpair  ;  or,  tempiuiions  overcome* 
i ,  'T~^HEE  will  X  love,  O  Lord^  my  ftrength, 
X     My  rock,  my  tow'r.  my  hi^h  defence  ^ 


44  PSALM     XVIII, 

Thy  mighty  arm  fhall  be  my  truft. 

For  I  have  found  falvation  thence. 
2.  Death,  and  the  terrours  of  the  grave 

Stood  round  me  with  their  difmal  fhade  ; 

While  floods  of  high  temptations  rofe, 

And  made  my  finking  foul  afraid. 
g.,!  faw  the  op'ning  gates  of  hell, 

With  endlefs  pains  and  forrows  tl;iere, 

Which  none  but  thofe,  who  feel,  can  tellj  . 

While  I  was  hurry'd  to  defpair. 

4  In  my  diftrefs  I  call'd  my  God, 
When  I  could  fcarce  believe  him  mine  : 
He  bow'd  his  ear  to  my  complaint : 
Then  did  his  grace  appear  divine. 

5  [With  fpeed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode  : 
Awful  and  bright,  as  lightning,  flrone 
The  face  of  my  dcliv'rer  God. 

6''Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke,  . 
The  blaft  of  his  almighty  breath  ; 
He  ferit  falvation  from  on  high, 
And  drew  me  from  the  deeps  of  death. J 

7  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great ; 
Much  was  their  fl:rength  and  more  their  rage. 
But  Chrift.  my  Lord,  is  Conqu'rer  ftillj  ; 
In  all  the  wars  which  devils  wage, 

8  My  fong  for  ever  {hall  record 
That  tenible,  that  joyful  hour  ; 
And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord,  , 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  pow'r. 

3g)falmXVIIL   2d  Part.  Long  Metre. 

,  Sincerity  proved  and  rctcardcd, 

r  1,-T    ORD,  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  fuiccre, 
X-i  Haft  mads  thy  truth  and  love  appeiir 


PSALM   xrnr.  4^. 

Before  my  eyes  I  fet  thy  laws, 

And  thou  haft  own'd  my  righteous  caufe, 
2--  Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  ways, 

I've  walk'd  upright  be/ore  thy  face ; 

Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 

'Twas  ever  with  a  broken  heart. 
2  What  fore  temptations  broke  my  reft  i 

What  wars  and  ftrugglings  in  my  breaft ! 

But  througb  thy  grace  which  reigns  within,. 

I  guard  againft  my  <Jarling  fm. 

4  That  fm  v/hick  clofe  befets  me  ftill',- 
Which  works  and  ftrives  againft  my  will ; 
When  (hail  thy  Spirit's  fov 'reign  pcw'r 
Deftroy  it,  that  it  rife  no  more, 

5  [With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward : 
The  kind  and  faithful  fcul  fhall  find; 
A  God  as  faithful  and  as  kind.] 

6  The  juft  and  pure  fhall  ever  fay,. 

Thou  art  more  pure,  more  juft  than  they  |. 
And  men  who  love  revenge  fhall  know, 
God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too.. 

Pfalm  XVIII.   ^dPart.  Long  Metre, 

Rejoicing  in  Gdd :  or^falvation  and  triumph^. 

1  TUST  are.  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word,- 
J    Great  Rock  of  my  fecwre  aboae  ; 
Who  is  a  God  befidie  the  Lord*? 

Or  where's  a  refuge  like  our  God? 

2  'Tis  he  who  girds  me  with  his  might,., 
Gives  me  his  holy  fword  to  wield ; 
And  while  with  fin  and  hell  I  fight,- 
Spreads  his  fah'ation  for  my  fhield,. 

g.  He  lives,,  and  bleffed  be  my  Rock, . 
The  God  ol.my  falvation.Uves-j. 


46  PSALM     XVIII, 

The  dark  defi^ns  of  hell  are  broke  ; 

Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Father  gix^os. 
4  Before  the  fcoffers  of  the  age, 

I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name, 

Nor  tremble  at  thei-r  mighty  rage, 

But  meet  reproach,  and  bear  the  fhame. 
r-j  To  David  and  his  royal  feed, 

Thy  grace  for  ever  fliall  extend ; 

Thy  love  to  faints  in  Chrift  their  head, 

Knows  not  a  limit  nor  an  end. 

iPfalm  XVlil.  i/l  Part,  Com.  Metre. 

ViElory  and  triumph  ever  temporal  enemies, 

1  '\'\7'^  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore, 

V  V     Now  is  thine  arm  reveal'd  ; 
Thou  art  our  ftrength,  our  heav'nly  tew'n 
Our  bulwark  and  our  fhield. 

2  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Rock, 

And  .find  a  fare  defence  ; 
His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 
And  draw  falvation  thence. 

3  When  God  our  Leader  fhines  in  arms, 

What  mortal  heart  can  bear 

The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms, 

The  lightning  of  his  fpear  ? 

4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  wind. 

And  angels  in  array. 
In  millions  wait  to  know:  his  mind, 
And  fwift  as  flames  obey. 

5  He  fpeaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 

Whole  armies  are  difmay'd  ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look,  . 
Strikes  all  their  courage  dead. 

6  He  forms  our  gen'rals  for  the  field^  . 

With  all  their  dreadful  fkill ; 


ts  A  LM    xvni.  ^ 

•Gives  them' His  awfiilfword  to  vvaeld, 
And  makes  them  hearts  of  k6eh 
^  [.He  arms  our  captains  for  the  fight, 
Though  there  his  name's  forgot  > 
He  girded  Cyrus  ^vith  his  might, 
But  Cyrus  knew  him  not. 
:8  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  blefi: 
For  his  own  churches'  fake  ; 
The  pdw^'rs  which  give  his  people  reft^ 
Shall  of  his  care  partake, J 

pfalm  XVIIL  2d  Part  Com.  Metre, 

The  conqueror's  fong, 

1  '"F^O  thine  almighty  arm  we  ow.e 

X     The  triumphs  of  the  day  ; 
Thy  terrours,  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  their  llrength  away. 

2  *Tis  by  thine  aid  our  troops  prevail, 

And  break  united  pow'rs  ; 
Or  burn  their  boafied  fleets,  or-fcale 
The  proudeil  of  their 'tow'rs. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  throiigh-  tihe  field; 

And  trod  them  to  the  ground, 
While  thy  falvation  was  our  fliield, 
But  they  no  fhelter  found ! 

4  In  vain  to  idol  faints  they  cry  ; 

They  perifh  in  their  blood  ; 
Where  is  a  rock'fbjgreat,  fo  highj 
So  powerful  as  our  God  ? 
J  The  Rock  o£  Ifr'el  ever  lives, 
His  name  be  ever  bleft ; 
'Tis  his  9Wn  arm  the  vi6t'ry  gives, 
And  gives  his  pebple  reft. 
6  On  kings  who  reigii  as  David  did, 
He  pours  his  bleffings  down  ; 


^  PSALM     XIX. 

^ccirrts  their  honours  to  their  feed, 
And  well  fupports  their  crown. 

IDfalm  XiX.  ij  Part.     Short  Metre. 

T^e  hook  of  nature  and  offcripturc. 
For  a  Lord's  day  moming, 
»    "DEHOLD  the  lofty 'fky 
X3     Declares  its  Maker,  God, 
And  all  the  ftarry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  pow'r  abroad. 

2  The  darknefs  and  the  light 

Still  keep  their  courfe  the  Tame  ; 
While  night  to  day,  and  day  to  night,  | 

Divinelv  teach  his  nj.me, 

3  In  ev'ry  aitf' rent  land 

Their  gen'ral  voice  is  known  : 
They  fhow  the  wonders  of  his  hand* 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  chriflian  lands  rejoice, 
Here  he  reveals  his  word  ; 

We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice, 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord, 

5  His  fhatutes  and  commands, 
Are  fet  before  our  eyes, 

He  puts  his  gofpel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  falvation  lies. 

6  His  Inws  are  juft  and  pure, 
His  truth  without  deceit  j 

His  promifes  forever  furc, 
And  his  rewards  are  great. 

7  [Not  honey  to  the   tajlc, 
Affords  fo  much  delight, 

Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  pafs'd, 

So  much  allures  the  light. 
6  While  of  thy  works  I  fuig> 

Thy  glory*to  proclaim, 


PSALM     XIX.  49 

l^ccept  the  p'raife;  my  God,  hiy  Kijpg, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name.] 

|g)falm  XIX.    2d  Part.   Short  Metre. 

ijod's  word  mqft  excellent  :  or.fmcerity  and  waickr 
julnefs. 
For  a  Lord's  day  morning, 
1    T3EHOLD  the  morning  fun, 
JL3     Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
His  be?ms  through  all  the  nations  run^ 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gofpel  comes, 
It  fptej^ds  divfner  light, 

tt  <?alls  dead  finners  from  their- tombs^ 
And  gives  the  blind  their  fight. 

3  How  perfeft  is  thy  word  ! 
And  all  thy  judgments  jull  ; 

For  ev«r  fare  thy  p.romife,  Lord, 
And  men  fecurely  truft. 

4  My  grrcious  Gcd,  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  giv'n  ! 

t3  may  I  never  read  in  vain. 
But  find  the  path  to  heav'n, 

PAUSE. 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love. 
And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 

To  guide  me,  left  I  ftray. 
€   O  who  can  ever  find, 

The  errouts  of  his  ways  1 
Yet  with  a  bold  prefumptuous  mind, 

I  wowld  not  dare  tranfgrefs. 
'I  Warn  me  of  every  fm, 

Forgive  ray  fecret    faults, 
And  cleanfe  this  guilty  foul  of  mine 
Whofe  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts, 
B 


S9  PSALM    XIX. 

3  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 
I  fpread  thy  praife  abroad  ; 
Accept  the  %vorlhi|Pnd  the  fong. 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

Pfalm  XIX.     Long  Metre. 

'U^he  book  &f  nature  and  of  fcrifturc  compared  :&f 
the  glory  andfuccejs  of  the  gofpel, 

3  'TpHE  heav'ns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
JL     ip.  ev'ry  ilar  thy  wifdom  Ihines  *, 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word^ 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  fun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days  thy  pow'r  confefs  5^ 
But  the  bleft  volume  thou  haft  writ 
Reveals  thy  juftice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  ftars,  convey    thy  praife, 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  ftand  5 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  ev'ry  land, 

4  Nor  fnall  thy  fpreading  gofpel  reft, 

'Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  i 
*Till  Chrift  has  all  the  nations  bleft 
Who  fee  the  light,  or  feel  the  fun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  righteoufnefs  arife, 

Blefs  the  dark  world  with  heav'nly  light  5 
Thy  gofpel  makes  the  fimple  wife, 
Thy  laws  are  pure^  thy  judgments  right, 

6  Thy  nobleft  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  fouls  renew'd,  and  fmsforgiv'n  : 
Lord,  cleanfe  my  fine,  my  foul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heav'n. 


•G 


JPfalm  XIX.   Par  icular  Metric 

The  book  of  nature,  and  fcripture, 
leat  God,  theheavTl^'s  wellorder'df 
Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name  : 


PSALM    xrx.  ^t 

There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  (hine; 
A  thoufand  ftarry  beauties  there, 
A  thoufand  radient  marks  appear 

Of  boundlefs  pow'r.  and  ikill  divine, 
2  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night,  * 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light,- 

Le6bires  of  heav'nly  wifdom  read ; 
With  filent  eloquence  they  raife 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praife,. 

And  neither  found  nor  language  n€ed^ 
g  Yet  their  divine  inftruftions  run 
Far  as  the  journeys  of  the  fun. 

And  ev'ry  nation  knows  their  voice  : 
The  fun,  like  fome  young  bridegroom  drefij 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  eaft,. 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice, 
^  Where'er  he  fpreads  his  b»ams  abroad. 
He  fmiles  and  fpeaks  his  Maker  God ; 

All  nature  joins  to  fhow  thy  praife: 
Thus  God  in  ev'ry  creature  fhines; 
Fair  is  the  book  of  nature's  lines  ; 

But  fairer  is  thy  book  of  grace. 

PAUSE. 

§  I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word ; 
What  light  and  joy  thofe  leaves  afford 

To  fouls  benighted  and  diftrefl ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way,     . 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  ftray. 

Thy  promife  leads  my  foul  to  reft. 
6  From  the  difcov'ries  of  thy  law 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw ; 

Thefe  are  my  ftudy  and  delight : 
Not  honey  fo  invites  the  tafle, 
Nor  gold  which  has  the  furnace  pais'dj 

Appears  fo  pleafing  to  the  fight. 


5ii  PSALM     XX.; 

7  Thy  threat'nings  'wake  my  ftumb'ring  eyeSj, 
And  wsYxi  me  where  my  danger  lies  ; 

But  'tis  thy  bleffcd  gofpql,  Lord, 
Which  makefc  my  guilty  confcience  clean, 
Converts  my  foul,  lubdues  my  fm, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

8  Who  knows-  the  errours  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  fecret  faults, 

And  from  prefumptu^us  fins  rt; (train  : 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  cf  praife, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace^ 

And  book. of  nature  not  in  vain. 

JPfalm  XX.     Long  Metre. 

Prayer  and  hope  of  viBory^ 
For  a  day  of  prayer  in  time  of  war. 

NOW  may  the  God  of  pow'r  and  grace 
Attend  hispeople's  humble  cr)'; 
Johovah  hears  when  Ifr'el  prays. 
And  brings  deliv'rance  from  on  high, 

2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends 
Better  than  fhields  or  brazen  walls ; 
He  from  his  fanftuary  fends 
Succour  and  ftrength  when  Zion  calls* 

3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  Hghs, 
His  love  exceeds  our  beft  deferts : 
His  love  accepts  the  facrifice 

Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts, 

4  In  his  falvation  is. our  hope. 
And  in  the  name  of  Ifr'el's  God, 
Our  troops  Ihall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  fpread  their  flags  abroad. 

5  Some  tiTift  in  horfes  train'd  for  war, 
And  fome  of  chariots  make  their  bqaAs; 
Our  furcft  expcftations  are 

From  thccj  the  Lcr.d  pf  hcay'nly  liod^* 


PSALM   XXI,  xxn:        53 

6  [O  may  the  mem'ry  of  thy  name 
Infpire  our  armies  for  the  fight! 
Our  foes  fhali  fall  and  die  with  fhame^  • 
Or  quit  the  field  with  fhameful  flight.] 

"J  Now  f^ive  uSj  Lord,  from  flavifh  fear, 
Now  let  our  hopes  he  firm  and  flrongj 
'Till  thy  falvation  fhall  sppear. 
And  j»oy  and  triumph  raife  the  fong, 

JPIalm  XXI;     Long  Metre. 

Ckriji  exalted  to  tht  kingdom. 

2    "FN  AVID  rejoic'd  in  God  his  ftrength; 
JL-/   Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  fpecial  grace  ■. 
But  Chrift  the  Son  appears  at  length. 
Fulfils  the  triumph  and  the  praife, 

2'  How  great  is  the  Mefiiah's  joy 
In  the  lalvation  of  thy  hand ! 
Lord,  thou  haft  rais'd  his  kingdom  high. 
And  giv'-n  the  world  to  his  command, 

o/Thy  goodnefs  grants  wh?te'er  he  will, 
'  Nor  doth  the^eaft  ;equeft  withhold; 
BlelTings  of  love  prevent -him  ftill,  ■ 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold, 

4 'Honour  and  m."jefty  divine 

Around  his  facred  temples  fhine, 
Bleft  with  the  favour  of  thy  face,  • 
And  length  of  everlafling  d:ys. 

5  Thine  h?nd  fhall  find  out  all  his  foeSj 
And  as  the  heiy^oven  glows 
With  raging  heat  ?nd  living  co^ls, 
So  fhall  thy  wrath  devour  their  fouls. 

]g)falm  XXJL    ifi  Part,   Com.  Metre, 

The  fufferings  and  death  of  Ckrifi. 
'HY  has  my  God  my  foul  forfook,  - 
Nor  will  a  fmile  afford? 
E  2     ' 


54  PSALM     XXII: 

Thus  David  once  in  anguifla  fpoke, 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.- 

2  Though  'tis  thy  chief  delight  to  dwell . 

Among  thy  praihng  faints, , 
Yet  thou  canft  hear  a  groan  as  well. 
And  pity  our  complaints. 

3  Our  fathers  trufted  in  thy  name, 

And  ^reat  deliv'r?nce  found ; 

But  I''m  a  worm  defpis'd  of  men, 

And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  Shaking  the  head,  they  pafs  me  by, 

And  laugh  my  foul  to  fcorn  ; 
''in  vain  he  trufts  in  God,  they  err, 

"  Negledcd  and  forlorn." 
But  thou. art  he  who  form'd  ray  {left,. 

By  thine  almighty  word, 
And  fmce  I  hung  upon  the  bread, 

My  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 
Why-will  my  Father  hide  his  face, 

When  foes  ftand  threat'ning  round,. 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  diftrefs, 

And  not  an  helper  found  ? 

PAUSE. 

Behold  the  Darling  left  among 

The  cruel  and  the  proud, 
As  bulls  of  Bafi'a7!,.hcrcc  and  ftrong, 

As  lions  roaring  loud. 
*From  earth  and  hell,  my  forrows  meet 

To  multiply  the  fmart ; 
They  nail  my  hands,  they  pierce  my  feet^ 

And  try  to  vex  my  heart. 
«j  Yet  if  thy  fov'reiga  hand  let  loofe 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell, 
Why  will  my  heav'nly  F^^thcr  bruife 

Tlic  Sen  he  levcs  fg  >vc.li  ? 


?  S  A  L  M     XXII".  55 

10  My  God,  if  pofTiblc  it  be, 
Withhold  this  bitter  cup  : 
But  I  relign  my  will  to  thee. 
And  drink  the  forrov/s  up. 
t,i   My  heart  diffolv.es  v/ith  pangs  unknowrij 
In  groans  1  wafte  my  breath  : 
Thy  heavy  hand  hath  brought  ine  down . 
Low  as  the  duft  of  death. 
\r^  Father,  I  give  my  fpirit  up, . 
And  truft  It  in  thy  hand  ; 
My  dying  tlefh  fhall  reft  in  hope, 
Ani  rife  at  thy  command. 

pMm  XXII.  2dP-art.  Com.  Metre,. 

Chriji^s  fufftrings  and  kingdom, . 

%.  "TVTOW  from  the. roaring  lion's  rage^, 
X^    '•  O  Lord,  proteft  thy  Son, 
*•  Nor  leave  thy  Darling  to  engage 
'•  The  pow'rs  of  hell  alone," 
2  Thus  did  our  fuff'ring  Saviour  pray 
With  mighty  cries  ana  tears  : 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  dayj . 
And  chas'd. away  his  fears^ 
^  Great  w?s  the  vift'ry  of  his  dsathj 
His  throne's  exalted  high  : 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth: 
Shall  worfhip  or  ihall.die. 
4  A  numerous  ofts^jring  muft  arife 
From  his  expiring  groans  ; 
They  fhall  be  reckon'd  in  his  eyes^ 
For  daughters  .and  for,  fons. 
^.  The  meek  and  humble  fouls  Tnall  fee  . 
His  table  richly  fpre?d  ; 
And  :.ll  v>'ho  feek  the  Lord,  fhalVb'e 
With  joys  iiiimort?i  fed. 


S6  PSALM     XXII,  XXIIL 

6  The  ifles  fhall  know  the  righteoufneft 
Of  our  incarnate  God, 
And  nations  yet  unborn,  profefs 
Salvation  in  his  blood.. 

Pfalm  XXII.     Long  Metre. 

Chrijt'' s  Juftrings  and  exaltation. 

1  IVT^'^^*'   ^^t  ^'-^^  mournful  fongs  record 
x\    The  dying  forrows  of  our  Lord  ; 
Vnen  he  complain'd  in  tears  and  blood, 
As  one  foricken  of  his  God. 

•s  The  Jexjcs  behold  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  fliake  their  heads,  and  h^ugh  in  fcom  i 
*'  He  refcu'd  others  from  the  grave, 
**  Now  let  him  try  himfelf  to  fave. 

^  ''  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend, 
"  God  wos  his  Father  ?nd  his  Friend  ; 
*'  If  God  the  blefled  lov'd  him  fo, 
"Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now?" 

4  Bcab:!rou&  people  !  'ciTiel  priefls  1 

How  they  ftood  round  like  favage  beafts  j  •. 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

"When  God  had  left  him  in  their  pow'r. 

^  They  wound  his  hc?d,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
'Till  ftrci^ms  of  blood  each  other  meet; 
By  lot  his  garmer'ts  they  divide. 
And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  dy'd. 

6  But  God,  his  Father  heard  his  cry  ; 
Rais'dfrcm  the  dead  he  reigns  on  high  j 
Tre  nations  le5>rn  his  righteoufnefs, 
And  humble  hnners  tafte  his  grace, 

Ipfalm  XXIII.     Long  Metre. 

God  our  Shepherd,  . 

M'l    Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  : 
Now  fha.U  my  want's  be  wellfupply'dj 


F  S  A  L  M     XXin  57' 

His  providence  and  holy  word 

Become  my  fafety  and  my  guide. 
2  In  pafLures  where  {alvation  grcvrs, 

He  markes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  reil  ^ 

There  living  water  gently  ilows, 

And  all  the  food  divinely  bleft. 
2  My  wandering  feet  his  ways  miilake  ;. 

But  he  reftores  my  foul  to  peacCy 

And  leads  ra.e,  for  his  mercy's  f;ike^ 

In  the  fair  path  of  rightcoufnefs. 

4  Though  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  valcj. 
Where  death  and  all  its  terrours  are, 
My  heart  and  hope  fhali  never  fcil, 

For  God  my  Shepherd's  with  m.e  there*   •" 

5  Amidft  the  darknefs  and  the  deeps, 
Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  flay  -, 
Thy  flafE  lupports  my  feeble  fleps^ 
Thy  rod  directs  my  feeble  way. 

6  The  fons  of  earth,  and  fons  of  hell,. 
Gaze  at  thy  goodnefs,  and  repine 
To  fee  my  table  fpread  fo  well. 
With  living  bread  and^  cheerful  wine. 

fj  [How  I  rejoice,  when  on  my  head 
Thy    Spirit  condefcends  to  reft  ! 
^Tis  a  divine  anointing  {hed, 
Like  oil  of  gladnefs  at  a  feafi. 

8  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  his  houfehoid  all  their  days: 
There  will  1  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 
To  feek  his  face,  and  fmg  his  praiie.J 

PMm    XXIII.     Gommon  Metre, 

^  A/fY   Shepherd  will  fupply  my  need,. 
1\JL     Jehovah  is  my  name  ; 
In  paftures  frefb  he  makes  me  feed,. 
£ef;de  Uie  living  dream. 


58  PSALM    XXIlt 

s  He  brings  my  wand'ring  fpiritbackj 
When  I  fori'ake  his  ways, 
And  leads  me  for  his  mercy's  hkc, 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace, 
Q  When  I  wi'ik  through  tht  iliiidesof  deatii, 
Thy  prefence  is  my  (lay  : 
A  word  of  thy  fuppor ting  breath, 
Drives  all  my  fears  away; 
4  Thy  hand  in  fpite  of  all  my  fbes, 
Doth  ftili  my  table  fpread  ; 
My  cup  with  bleinngs  ovei-flows, 
Thine  oil  anoints  my  hesd. 
^  The  fure  provihons  of  my  Qod 
Attend  me  all  my  days  ; 
Omay  thine  houfe  be  mine  abode,. 
And  all  m.y  work  be  praife  ! 
$  There  would  I  find  a  fettled  reft, 
AVhile  others  go  and  come, 
No  more  a  ftrsnger  or  a  gueft. 
But,  like  a  child  at  home. 

}g)falm  XXril.      short  Metre, 

J  'T^HE  Lord' my  Shepherd  is, 
X       I  Ihall  be  well  fupply'd  : 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  1  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  befide  ? 
s  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pafture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pafs, 
And  full  falvation  flows.. 
g  If  e'er  I  go  aflray, 

He  doth  my  foul  recl^m, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  yight  way,. 
For  his^noft  holy  name.. 


,    PSALM    -XXIV.  ^ 

^  While  he  afFor<ls  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Tho'  -I  fhould  walk  thro'  death's  dark  filsdc. 

My  Shepherd^s  with  me  there, 
^  In  fpite  of  all  my  foes, 

Thou  dofl  my  table  fpread  ; 
My  cup  with  blefFings  overflows. 

And  joy  exalts  my  head, 
6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Sh*ll  crown  my  folPwing  days  | 
-Nor  from  thy  houfe  will  I  remove. 

Nor  ceafe  to  fpisak  thy  praife, 

Pfalm  XXIV.     Common  Metre* 

Dwelling  zvith  God, 

t   nr^HE  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 
X       With  Adam's  num'rous  race  i 
He  r?is'd  its  arches  o'er  the  Soods, 
And  built  it  on  the  feas. 
s  But  who  among  the  fons  of  men 
M^y  vifit  thine  abode  ? 
He  who  has  hands  from  mifc^ief  cleaiij 
•  Whofe  heart  is  right  with  God, 
'^  This  is  the  man  may  rife  and  take 
The  bleffings  of  his  gn:ce  ; 
This  is  the  lot  of  thofe  who  feek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 

4  Now  let  our  foul's  immortal  pow'rSj 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare, 
'  Lift  up  their  everlafting  doors, 
The  King  of  glory's  near. 

5  The  King  of  glory,  who  can  teli 

The  wonders  of  his  might  ? 
He  rules  the  n?tions  ;  but  to  dwell 
V»  :\i  faints  is  his  delight. 


«  PSALM    XXIV,  XXV. 

Jpfalm  XXIV.     Long   Metre. 

Smnts  dwell  in  heaven  ;  or,   Chrijl's  afce-nfi^n, 

[  '^"^HIS  fpacious  earth  is  aii  the  Lord's, 
A     And  men,  and  worms,  and  beafts,  ana 
He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  feas,         [_birds, 
And  gave  it  for  tiieir  dwelling  place, 

2  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high. 
Thy  palace.  Lord,  dbove  the  fky  : 
Who  {hall  alccnd  that  bleft  abode, 
And  dwell  fo  near  his  Maker  God? 

r^  He  who  abhors  and  fe?vs  to  fin, 

Whore  heart  is  pure,  whole  hands  ar^^6atij 
Hhn  Ihall  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  h\tiS0ft 
■  And  clothe  his  foul  wit;i  righteouTnefs, 

4  Thcfc  are  the  men,  the  pious  race, 
Who  feek  the  God  of  Jacob's  f?ce  ; 
Thcfe  fh?.U  enjoy  the  blifsful  fight, 
And  dwell  in  everlafting  light, 

PAUSE. 

5  Rejoice  ye  fhining  worlds  On  high, 
Behold  the  king  of  glory  nigh  ; 
Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be, 
The 'mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

G  Ye  heav'nly  g^t-^s,  your  leaves  difplay 
To  m?ke'the  Lord  the  Saviour  way  ; 
Laden  with  fpoiis  from  earth  and  hell, 
The  Conqu'ror  comes  with  God  to  dweil. 

7  Rais'd  from  the  dead  he  goes  before, 
He  o^ens  heav'n's  eternal  door. 
To  give  his  faints  a  bleft  abode, 
Xear  their  Redeemer  and  their  God, 

|3falm  XXV.   i/  Part.   Short  Metre, 

Waiting  for  Pardon  and  dircBion, 

1    T  LIFT  my  foul  to  God, 
JL     My  trufb  is  in  his  n; 


name 


PSALM     XXV.  €^ 

Let  not  my  foes  who  feek  my  blood, 
Still  triumph  in  my  fhame. 

2  Sin,  and  the  pow'rs  of  hell, 
Perfuades  me  to  defpair  ; 

Lord,  make  me  know  thy  covenant  well? 
That  Tmay/fcape  the  fnare. 

3  jFrom  the  firft  dawning  light, 
'Till  the  dark  eVning  rife, 

For  thy  falvation.  Lord  I  wait, 
With  ever  longing  eyes, 

4  Remember  all  thy  grace, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  : 

F^^ve  the  fins  of  riper  days, 

And  follies  of  my  youth, 
§  The  Lord  is  juft  and  kind, 

The  meek  {hall  leajrn  his  ways. 
And  ev'ry  humble  finner  find 

The  methods  of  his  grace. 
6  For  his  own  goodnefs  fake 

He  faves  my  foul  from  fhame  ; 
He  pardons  (though  my  guilt  be  great) 

Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

JPfalm  XXV.     2d  Part  Short  Metre, 

Divine  inJiruBion,' 

1  T  XTHEPvE  (hail  the  m.an  be  found 

V  V     Who  fears  t'  offend  his  God, 
Who  loves  the  gofpel's  joyful  found, 
And  trembles  at  the -rod  ? 

2  The  Lord  fliall  make  him  know 
The  fecrets  of  his  heart, 

The  wonders  of  his  cov'nant  fhow^ 
And  all  his  love  impart, 

3  The  dealings  of  his  hand 
Are  truth,  and  mercy  ftiil. 


62  PSALM     XXV. 

With  fach  as  to  his  cov'nant  ftand. 

And  loves  to  do  his  will. 
4  Their  fouls  fhall  dwell  at  eafe, 

Before  their  Maker's  face  ; 
Their  feed  fhall  tafte  the  promifcs 

In  their  expenfive  grace. 

Pfalm  XXV.    ^d  Part.  Short  Metre. 

jDiJlre/s  of  folds  or,  back  Jliding    and  dejertim, 
1    A  yflNE  eyes  and  my  defire 
JlVA  Are  ever  to  the' Lord  ; 

1  love  to  plead  his  promifes, 
And  reft  upon  his  word. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  foul, 
Bring  thy  falvation  near  ; 

When  will  thy  hand  releafe  my  feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  fnnre  ? 

3  When  fliall  the  fov' reign  grace 
Of  my  forgiving  God, 

Reftore  me  from  thofe  dang'rous  ways 
My  wand'ring  feet  have  trod  ? 

4  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 
Doth  but  enlarge  my  woe  ; 

My  fpirit  languiflies,  my  heart 

Is  defolate  and  low. 
^5  With  ev'ry  morning  light 

My  forrow  new  begins  • 
Look  OH  my  anguifh  and  my  pain, 

And  pardon  all  my  fins. 

PAUSE. 

6  Behold  the  hofts  of  hell^ 
How  ciTicl  is  their  hate  ! 

Againft  my  life  tTiey  rife,  and  join 
Their  iwry  with  deceit. 

7  O  keep  my  foul  from  death^. 
Nor  put  my  hope  to-ih«mo, 


PSALM    XXVI,  XXVII.  63; 

For  I  have  plac'd  my  only  tvuib 

In  my  Redeemer's  name. 
8  With  humble  faith  I  wait 

To  fee  thy  face  again  ; 
Of  Ifrael  it  inall  ne'er  be  faid, 

He  fought  the  Lvord  in  vain. 

Pfalm  XXVI.     Long  Metre. 

•Self  examination  ;  cr,evidcmssofgrace» 

1  TUDGEme,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways, 
J  And  try  my  reigns,  and  try  my  heart  ; 
My  faith  upon  thy  promife  flays, 

Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart, 

2  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  fit 
With  m.en  of  vanity  and  lies  : 
The  fcoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
Are  the  abhorrent:e  of  mine  eyes. 

3  Among  the  faints  will  I  appear 

With  hands  well  wafh'd  in  innccence  ; 
But  when  I  (land  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Chrift  is  my  defence, 

4  1  love  thy  habitation.  Lord, 

I'hc  temple  where^  thine  honours  dwell  5 
T'here  fbiall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell,, 

5  Let  not  my  foul  be  join'd  ?.t  laft 
With  men  of  treachery  and  blood. 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  pafh- 
Among  the  faints,  and  near  my  God, 

f)falEX  XXVII.  ij  Fart.  Com.  Metre. 

The  Church  is  our  delight  andfafety\ 
1   ''  I  ^HE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  lightj 
X        And  my  falvation  too  ; 
God  is  my  ftrength  ;  nor  will  I  feai- 
V/hat  all  ixiy  foes  can  do. . 


•4  P  S  A  t  M     XXVII* 

a  One  privilege  my  heart  defires  j 
O  grant  me  an  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  faints. 
The  temples  of  my  God  ! 
J  There  fhali  I  offer  my  requefts, 
And  fee  thy  beauties  ftill  ; 
Shall  hear  thy  meffages  of  love. 
And  there  inquire  thy  will. 
4  When  troubles  rifej  and  florms  appear^ 
There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  ftrong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  foul  abide, 
g-  Now  fliall  my  head  be  lifted  high 
Above  my  foes  around, 
And  fongs  of  joy  and  viftory 
Within  thy  temple  found. 

Ptatm  XXVII.  zd  Fart.  Com.  Met^e. 

Prayer  and  hope, 

1  Q  OO.N  as  I  heard  m.y  father  fay, 
k3  "  Ye  children  feek  my  grace,'* 
My  heart  replied  without  delay, 

'•  I'll  feek  my  father's  face," 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me. 

Nor  frown  my  foul  away  *, 
God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee 

In  a  diftreiTmg  day. 
2  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  dear. 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 

And  all  my  need  fupply. 
4  My  fainting  flefh  had  dy'i  with  grief^ 

Had  not  my  foul  believ'd 
To  fee  thy  grace  provide  relief, 

N©r  was  my  hope  dQceiv'd^ 


P  S  A  L  M     XXIX',  XXX.      '      §5 

5  M^ait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  faints. 
And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He'il  raiie  your  (pirit  when  it  faints,  - 
.  And.  iar  exceed  your  hope. 

iP^falm  XXIX.     Long  Metre, 

Stonn  and  thunder. 

1  f~^  IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  fame, 
VJT  Give  to  the.Lor.d,  renown  and  pow'r,- 
Afcnbe  due  honours  to  his  name, , 

And  his  eterjial.  migjit  adore. . 

2  The- Lord  piT>ciaims  his  pow'r  aloud,  ^ 
Over  the  ocean  and.  the  land  ; : 

His  voice  divides  the  wat'ry  cloud, 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

3  He  fpeaks,  and  tempeft,  hail  and  wnnd;^, 
Lay  the  wide  fore  ft  b?re  around  ; 

The  fearful  hart  and-  frighted  hind,  . 
Leap  at  the  terrour  of  the  found, 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 
And  lo,  the  ftately  cedars  break  ; 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noife,  . 
The  vallies  roar,  the  defarts  quakfe. 

^5  The  Lord  fits  Sov'reign  on  the  flood. 
The  Thund'rer  reigns  forever  King  : 
But  makes  the  church  his  bleft  abode 3. 
Where  we  his  av/ful  glories  fing. 

6   In  gentler  language  there  the  Lord 
The  counfcls  of  his  grace  imparts  :  . 
Atnid  the  raging  -(Lorm,  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts^  . 

IJfaCHl  XXX.    ifi:FarL  Loiig  M-tre 

Su:knefs  healed^  and  forrozv  removed, 
1  T  WILL  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  liigh, 
4- At  thf  CQmmand  difcafcs  ily  'j 
^  -      F  3... 


$S  f&ALI^l     XXX. 

Who  but  a  God  can  fpeak  and  fave 

From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  ? 
2   Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  faints  of  his, 

And  teil  how  large  his  goodnefs  is  ; 

Let  all  your  pow'rs  rejoice  and  blefs. 

While  you  record  his  holinefs, 
g  Mis  anger  but  a  moment  flays  ; 

His  l©ve  is  life  and  length  of  days  ; 

The'  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 

The  Morning  Star  reftores  the  joy. 

Pfalm  XXX  2d  Part,  Long    Metre.' 

Health,  ficknefs  and  recovery, 

1  T7IRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
X  And  I  prefum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night : 
Fondly  I  faid  within  my  heart, 

"  Pleafure  and  peace  fhall  ne'er  depart." 

2  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  flrong, 
Which  made  my  mountain  ftand  fo  long  ; 
Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide. 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  dy'd, 

3  I  cry'd  aloud  to  thee,  my  God  ! 

"  What  canft  thou  profit  by  my  blood  ? 

'*  Deep  in  the  dull  can  1  declare 

"  Thy  truth,  or  fmg  thy  goodnefs  there  ^ 

4  *'  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace,  1  faid, 

'^  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead  \'* 
Thy  words  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  felt. 
Thy  pard'ning  love  remov'd  my  guilt, 

5  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  woe^ 
Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  praifes  now  ; 

1  throw  my  fackcloth  on  the  ground, 
And  e.ife  and  gladnefs,  gird  me  round, 

6  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 

Shall  near  be  filent  of  thy  aame  ;  [heav*n,. 
Thy  praife  fhall  found  through  earth  ami 
1- c^-  Tif  kiiefi  hsal'dj  and  fins  forgiv-'n,. 


PSALM     XXXI.  67 

|3falm  XXXI.   1/ P^ri'.  Com.  Metre. 

D-eliverance  from  deaths 
4   TNTO  thine  hand,  O  God  of  truth, 
X     My  fpirit  I  commit  ; 
Thou  haft  redeem'd  my  foul  from  death^. 
And  fav'd  me  from  the  pit. 

2  The  paflions  of  my  hope  and  fear, 

Maintain'd  a  double  fhrife, 
While  forrow,  pain,  and  fin  cenfpir'd 
To  take  away  my  life. 

3  '*  My  time  is  in  thy  hand,'*  I  cry'd, 

"  Though  I  draw  near  the  duft  ;/* 
Thou  art  the  refuge  where  I  hide,^ 
The  God  in  whom  I  trufl. 

4  O  may  thy  reconciled  face 

Upon  thy  fervant  fhine, 
And  fave  me  for  thy  mercy's  fake^ 
For  I'm  entirely  thine. 

PAUS-E. 

2  ['Twas  in  my  hafte  my  fpirit  faid, 
"  I  muft  defpair  and  die, 
"  I  am  cut  off  before  thine  eyes  | 
But  thou  haft  heard  my  cry%] 
6  Thy  goodnefs,  how  divinely  free  i< 
How  wond'rous  is  thy  grace. 
To  thofe  who  fear  thy  majefty, 
And  truft  thy  promifcs  1 
fj  O  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  faints,. 
And  fing  his  praifes  loud  ; 
^e'U  lend  his  ear  to  your  complaints^. 
And  recompence  the  proud. 

Pfatm  XXXE  2d  Part  Common  Metre* 

Deliverance  from  Jlander  and  reproach^ 
I   A/fY  heart  rejoices  in  thy  nam.e, 
iM  My  G.odj  my  help,  my  truiL|. 


6S  PSALM     XXXII. 

Tliouhafl  prercrv'd  my  f?ce  from  fhamc. 
Mine  honour  from  the  duft. 
%  '-My  life  is  fpent  with  grief,  I  cry'd, 
*  "  My  ycsrs  confum'd  in  gro3ns, 
'•  My  ftrength  deci  yr,  mine  eyes  are  dry'd, 
"  And  forrow  ^waltcs  my  bones,"  . 

3  Among  mine  enemies,  my  name 

Was  a  mere  proverb  grown, 
While  to  my  neighbours  I  became 
Forgotten  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  fear  on  .ev*i"y  fid^ 

Seiz'd  and  befet  me  round  : 
I  to  the  throne  of  grace  apply'^d, , 
And  fpeedy  rcfcuc  found., 

PAUSEL.. 

5  How  great  deliv'rance  tiiou  Haftwrouglii 

Before  the  fpnsof  men  ! 
The  lying  lips  to  (Hence  brought, 
And  made  their  boafting  vain  i 

6  Thy  children,  from  the  ftrife  of  tongues,. 

Shall  thy  pavilion  hide, 
Gu^rd  them  from  infamy  and  wrongs, 
And  crufh  the  fonsof  pride. 

7  Withint  thy  fccict  prcfeiice,  Lord, 

Let  me  forever  dweir  ^ 
No  fenced 'city,  wall'd  and  barr'd, 
S  e  c u re s  a  ■  faint  fo  w  ?!1 . 

]g)frilin  XXXir.    Short  Metre. 

Forgii'Cnefs  of  fns,  \ipcn-  conjrjjim^ 

OBLESs'eD  fouls  arc  they 
Whofe  fins  are  cover'd  o'er  ; 
Divinely  blcft.  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 
2  They  mourn  their  follies  paft, 

An^  keep  their  hearts  with  csr^.;^ 


PSALM     XXXII.  % 

Their  Hps  and  lives  without  deceit 

Shall  prove  their  faith  fmcere, 
I  While  I  conceaVd  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  feft'ring  wound, 
*Till  I  confefs'd  my  fms  to  thee. 

And  ready  pardon  found. 
4  Let  fmners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  faints  keep  near  the  throne  j 
Our  help  in  times  of  .^ep  diftrefs. 

Is  found  in  God  ai|>«e. 

Pfalm  XXXil.  "  \€ommcn-  Metre. 

Free  pardon  and'  finctre  obedience  :  or^  conjt£iQ^ 
und  forgivenefs, 

1  Y  TAPPY  the  man  to  whom  his  G&d, 
JlJl  N®  more  imputes  his  fm, 

But,  wsfh*d  in  the  Redeemer's  blood. 
Hath  made  his  garments  clean  \ 

2  Happy  beyond  expreffion^  he 

Whefe  debts  are  thus  difcharg'd  ^ 
And  from  the  guilty  bondage  free. 

He  feels  his  foul  enlsrg'd. 
g  His  fpirit  hates  deceit  and  lies, 

His  words  are  all  hncere  ; 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  his  eyes^ 

To  keep  his  confcience  clear. 

4  While  I  my  inward  guilt  fuppreft, 

No  quiet  could  I  find  ; 
Thy  wratk  lay  burning  in  my  breaft,. 
And  wrack'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 

5  Then  I  confefs'd  my  troubled  thoughts^. 

My  fecret  fins  reveaPd  i 
Thy  pard'n^ng  grace  forgave  my  fay.ltSj. 
•      Thy  love  my  pardon  feaPd,, 


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PSALM     XXXII. 


6  This  flipU  invite  thy  faints  to  pray, 
When  like  a  raging  flood, 
Temptations  rife,  our  ftrength  and  flay" 
Is  a 'forgiving  God, 

Pfalm  XXXII.    iftPart.  Long  Metre. 

Rcptntanu  andjree  pardon  :  or.jufiificdtion  and 
fanclijication. 

1  T)LEST  is  the  nran,  forever  bleft, 
X3  Whofe  guilt  ifi^rdon'd  by  his  God, 
Whofe  fins  with  fvi- row  2rexonfefs'd, 
And  cover'd  with  a  Saviour^s  blood. 

2  Bleft  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  iniquities  ; 

He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 
And  not  on  works,  but  grace  relies. 

3  From  guilt  his  he?rt  and  lips  are  free  ; 
His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 

With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  finccre. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  righteoufnefs 
Which  hides  and  cancels  all  his  fms  ! 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 
Thro'  his  whole  life  appears  and  fhincs. 

Jg)falm  XXXII.    2cl  Part.    Long  Metre. 
A  guilty  confcience  mjcd  by  conjejfion  and  pardon^ 

1  TT7HILE  I  l^eep  filence  and  conceal 

V  V     My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torment  doth  my  confcience  feci  i 
What  agonies  of  inward  fmart  !  - 

2  1  fpread  my  fins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  fecret  faults  confefs  ; 
'Thy  gt  fpel  fpeaks  a  pard'ning  wordj 
Thy   Holy  Spirit  fcals  thy  grace. 


PSALM     XXXIIL  71 

3  For  this  fhall  ev'ry  humble  foul 
Make  fwift  addreffes  to  thy  feat,   . 
When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roll, 
Ther^  fhall  they  find  a  bleft  retreat. 

4  How  fafe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 
When  days  grow-iiask,  and  ftorms  appear  ^ 
And  when  1  walk4,'lthy  watchful  eye 
Shall  guide  me  fafe  from  ev'ry  fnare. 

IPfalm  XXXIIL    ijl  Part,  Com.  Metre; 

Works  of  creation  and  providence, 

1  TJ  EJOICEj  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
Xv     This  work  belongs  to  you  : 

Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word. 
How  holy,  jufl  and  true  ! 

2  His  mercy  and  his  righteoufnefs, 

Let  heav'n  and  earth  proclaim  ; 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wond'rous  name. 
g   His  wifdom  and  almighty  word 
The  heav'nly  arches  fpread  ; 
And  by  the  fpirit  of  the  Lord 
Their  ihining  hofts  were  made, 

4  He  bade  the  liquid  waters  flow 

To  their  appointed  deep  ; 
The  flowing  leas  their  limits  know. 
And  their  own  ftation  keep. 

5  Ye  tenaats  of  the  fpacious  earth, 

With  fear  before  him  fland  : 
He  fpake  and  nature  took  its  birth. 

And  refts  on  his  command. 
'6  He  fcorns  the  angry  nation's  rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  defigns  ; 
His  counfel  ftands  through  ev'ry  ag9, 

And  in  full  glory  ftimes. 


72  PSALM     XXXIII. 

jpfalm  XXXIII.    Common  Metre, 

•  Lrracur-Cs  vain^  and  God  aUfu'J'idcnt, 
1    T>  .£^Tk  the  nitioH  where  the  Lord 
j3    Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  throne  j 
Wiiv^ve  he  reVei*ls  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  calls  their  tribesiii«  own. 
S  His  eye,  with  i  afinite  fu^Vey, 

Does  the  whole  world  behold  ;       • 
He  form'd  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 

3  Kings  are  not  refcu'd  by  the  force 

Of  armies  from  the  grave  ; 
Nor  fpeed  nor  courage  of  an  horfc 
Can  the  bcld  rider  f^ve. 

4  Vain  is  the  ftrength  of  beads  or  men. 

To  hope  for  fafety  thence  ; 
But  holy  fouls  from  God  obtain 
A  ftrong  and  fure  defence, 
g  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  truft, 
When  plagues  or  famine  fpread  ; 
His  watchful  eye  fecures  the  juft. 
Among  ten  thoufand  dead. 
G  Lord,  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 
And  blefs  us  from  thy  throne  ; 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
And  truft  thy  grace  alone.  * 

|g)falm  XXXIH,  ly?  Pt.  Particular  Metre. 

Works  of  creation  and  providence, 
1   ^VT'E  holy  fouls,  in  God  rejoice, 

X    Your  Maker's  pr^ife  becomes  vour  voice, 
Great  is  your  theme,  your  fongs  be  new  ; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  word,  his  ways, 
t  lis  works  of  nature"  and  of  grace, 

How  wife  and  holy,  juft  and  true  ! 


PSALM    XXXIII.  73 

-8.  Jnllice  and  truth  he  ever  loves, 

And  the  whole  earth  his  goodnefs  proves  5 

His  word  the  heav'nly  arches  fpread  ; 
How  wide  they  fhine  from  north  to  fouth  ; 
And  by  the  fpirit  of  his  mouth 

Were  ail  the  flarry  armies  made. 
g  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  feas, 

Thofe  wat -ry  treafures  know  their  plaee 

In  thp  vafl  ftorehoufe  of  the  deep  ^ 
He  fpake  and  -gave  all  nature  birth, 
And  fires,  and  feas,  and  heav'n  and  eartkf 

His  everlailing  orders  keep^ 
.^  Let  mortals  tremble  and  adore 
A  God  of 'fuch  renftlefs  pow'r, 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage  5 
Vain  are  your  tWughts,  and  weak  your  handSj 
But  his  eternal  counfel  (lands. 

And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 

^falm  XXXHL  2d  Ft,  Particular  Metre 

Creatures  vain,  and  God  alljufficicnt, 

1  f~\  HAPPY  nation  where  the  Lord 
V^  Reveals  the  treafures  of  his  word, 

And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throP-C^? 
His  eye  the  heathen  world  furveys, 
He  form'd  tlieir hearts,  he  knows  their  ways» 
But  God  their  Maker  is  unknown, 

2  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  hpft. 

And  of  his  ftrength  the  champion  boaft  ; 

^       In  vain  they  boaft,  in  vain  rely  ; 

In  vain  we  truft  the  brutal  force, 

Qr  fpeed  or  courage  of  an  horfe^ 

To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly, 

G 


74  PSALM     XXX'IV. 

3  The  eye  of  thy  compsflion,  Lord, 
Doth  more  fccure  defence  afford. 

When  death,  or  dangers  threat'ning  ftand; 
Thy  watchful  eye  prefervcs  the  juft, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  truft, 

M^hen  wars  or  famine  waffe  the  land, 

4  In  ficknefs  or  the  bloody  field. 
Thou  our  phyfician,  thou  our  fhield, 

Send  us  falvation  from  thy  throne  ; 
We  wait  lo  fee  thy  goodnefs  fhine  ; 
Let-US  rejoice  in  help  divine, 

For  all  our  hope  ds  .God  alone. 

;|g>falm  XXXIV.  tj  Pt.  Long  Meti-Q. 

Cod's  Care  of  the  faints  ;  or,  deliverance  by  prayer^ 

1    T    ORD,  I  will  bkfs  thee  all  my  days, 
JLj  Thy  praife  fhall  dwell  upcn  my  tongue : 
My  foal  fhall  glor)'  in  thy  grace, 
•While  faints  rejoice^  to  hear  the  fong. 

^  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
Come  let  us  all  exalt  his  name  : 
I  fought  th'etemal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  expos'd  my  hope  t©  fhame. 

«~  I  told  him  all  my  fccret  grief, 

My  fecret  groaning  reach'd  his  ears  j 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
And  calm'd  the  tumult  ^f  my  fears. 

4_  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 
Their  faces  feel  the  heav'nly  {hinc  ; 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  fkies 
Fills  them  with  light  and  joy  divine. 

e-   His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 

Around  the  men  that  ferve  the  Lord  : 
O  fear  and  love  him,  all  ye  faints, 
X.i{le  of  his  grac€,  and  truft  his  word-. 


-PSALM     XXXIV.  73 

€  The  wild  young  lions  pinch'd  with  pairr- 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood  j 
But  none  fhall  f^ek  the  Lord  in  vain^  . 
Nor  want  fupplies  of  real  good. 

IPfalmXXXiy.  \dFart.  Long  Metre. 

Religiciis  eduration:  or  ivjiru8.ic'ns  of  Piety ^ 

1  /^riildren.in    ye?rs  and  knowledge  young,, 
\^   Your  parents',  hope,  your- pa  rents' joy, 
Attend  the  counfcls  of  my  .tongue,  . 

Let  pious  thoughts  y/nir  minds  emilo^''. 

2  If  you  dourc  a  length  of  d;,ys,_ 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  ftale,  . 

Reftr^in  your  feet  from  fmful  ways, 

Your  lips  from  (lander  and  deceit, 
2  The  eyes,  of  God  regard  his  faints^  . 

His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries  ; . 

He  fcts  his  frowning  face  againft  , 

The  fons  of  violence  and.lies. 
^  To  humble  fouls  andhroken  hearts,  . 

God  with  his. grace  is  ever  nigh  i 

Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts,   . 

Whea  men  in,  deep  contrition  lie. 
g  Hs.  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans^i 

His  Son  redeems  their  fouls  from  death  ; 

His  fpirit  heals  their  broken  bones, 

They  in  his  praife  employ  their, breath, 

l^falm  XXXIV.  ijl  Part  Com.  Metre., 

Prayer  and' praife  for  eminent  deliverance^ 

1  T'LL  blefs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  ; 
X  How  good  are  all  his  v/ays  ! 

Ye  humble  fouls  that  ufe  to  pvay, 
Come  help  m.y  lips  to  praiie. 

2  Si'^g  to  the  honour  of  his  nam.e. 

How  a  poor  fmner  cry'd, 


7^  PSALM     XXXIV. 

Nor  was  his  hope  expos'd  to  fhame, 

Nor  was  his  fuit  deny'd. 
3  When  threat'ning  forrows  round  rae  ftoG4» 

And  endlefs  fears  arofe, 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  flood, 

Redoubling  all  my  woes. 
^  I  told  the  Lord  my  fore  diftrefs, 

\Vith  heavy  groans  and  tears  ; 
He  gave  my  Oiarpefl  torments  cafe, 

And  filcnc'd  all  my  fears, 

PAUSE. 

^  [O  fmners,  come  rnd  tafts  his  love, 
ComxC  learn  his  plcafant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
The  fweetnefs  of  his  grace. 
$  He  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Round  where  his  children  dwell  : 
What  ills  their  heav'nly  care  prevent^, 
No  earthly  tongue  can  tell. J 
7  [O  love  the  Lord,  ye  faints  of  his  ; 
His  eye  regards  the  juft  ; 
How  richl)'  bleft  their  portion  is, 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  truft  f 
t  Young  lions  pinch'd  with  hunger,  roar^ 
And  famifh  in  the  wood  ; 
But  God  fupplies  his  holy  poor, 
With  ev*ry  needful  good.] 

pfalm  XXXIV.  2d  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Exhortations  to  peace  and  holinefs, 
i    /'^OME,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lordj 
V^   And  that  your  days  be  long, 
Let  not  a  falfe  or  fpiteful  word 
Be  found  upon  your  tongue. 
5     Depart  from  mifchief,  praftife  love, 
Purfue  the  works  of  peace  : 


PSA  L  M     XXXV.  77 

SQ-fliall  the  Lord,  your  ways  approve, 
And  fet  your  fouls  at  eafe. 
3  JHis  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  juft, 
His  ears  attend  their  cry  : 
When  broken  fpirits  dwell  in  dufi:. 
The  Gg^d  of  grace  is  nigh. 
4.  What  though  the. forrows  here  they  tafte 
Are  fharp  and , tedious  .too  ? 
The  Lord  who  laves  them  all  at  la  ft,. 
Is  their  Supporter  now,  • 
^  Evil  fhall  fmite  the  v/icked  dead  ; 
But  God  fecures  his  own  : 
Prevents  the  mifchief  when  they  flide,'. 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone., 
5  When  defolation  like  a  flood    '■ 
O'er  the  proud  (inner  rolls,  ■ 
Saints  find.' a  refuge  in  their  God^    . 
For  he  redeem'd  their  fouls, 

Pfalm  XXXY\'iJlPart.  Com.. Metre- 

Prayer  and  faith  of  p erf eciited  faints  .•  or,  imprc-^ 
cations  r$iixtd  with  charity,. 

1  "VTOW. plead  my  caufej  almighty  Gcd, 
l\    With  ^11  the  fons  of  (Irife  ; 

And  fight  agaijifl  the  men  of  blocd. 
Who  fight  againft  my  life. 

2  Draw  out  thy  fpear  and  ftop  their  way^ 

Lift  thine  avenging  rod  ; 
But  to  my  foul  in  mercy  fciV,    . 
"  I  am  thy  Saviour-  Gcd.:l 
g  They  plant  their  fnares  to  catch  my-feet,  - » 
And  nets  of  mifchief  fpread  : 
plunge  the  deflroycrs  in  the  pit 
Xhiit  their  own  hands  have  laade*.  . 

0.3  ; 


^8  PSALM     XXXV.  i 

4  Let  fogs  and  darknefs  hide  their  way, 

And  flippery  be  their  ground  ; 
Thy  wrath  fhall  make  their  lives  a  prey. 

And  all  their  rage  confound, 
g  They  fly  like  chaff  before  the  wind. 

Before  thine  angry  breath  ; 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  behind, 

Purfues  them  down  to  deathi 

6  They  love  the  rojid  that  leads  to  hell  4 

Then  let  the  rebels    die, 
Whofe  malace  is  implacable 
Again  ft  the  Lord  on  high. 

7  Eat  if  thou  haft  a  chofen  few 

Amongft  that  impious  race, 
Divide  them  from  the  bloody  crewj 
By  thy  furprifmg  grace. 

5  Then  will  I  raife  my  tuneful  voice 

To  make  thy  wonders  known  1 
In  their  falvation  I'll  rejoice, 
And  blefs  thee  for  my  own. 

JPfalm  XXXV.  ^dPan.  Com.Metre. 

Lote.  to  enemies  ;  or,  the.  love  oj  Chriji  to  firmer s^ 

typijied  in  David, 
1   TOEHOLD  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love, 
J3  That  heiy  David  (hows  ; 
Harkj  how,  his  founding  bowels  ms^ve 
To  his  affliaed  foes  ! 
a  When  they  are  fick,  his  foul  complainSj^ 
And  feems  to  feel  the  fmart  ; 
The  fpirit  of  the  gofpel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 
3  How  did  his  flowing  te^rs  condole^ 
As  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
And  fafting  mortified  his  foul, 
.Wliik  hx  their  life  Jie  pray'd, 


'     PS  AX  M     XXX VL  79 

4  They  grban*d  and  curs'dhim  on  their  bed. 
Yet  ftill  he  pleads  and  mourns ; 
And  double  bleflings  on  his  head 
The  righteous -God  returns. 
5.;  O  glorious  type  of  heav'nly  grace  ! 
Thus  Chriu:  the  Lord  appears  ; 
While  fmners  curfe,  the  Saviour  prays. 
And  pities  them  with  tears^ 
6  He,  the  true  David,  Ifr'eis  King, 
Bieft  and  beiov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  rebels  dead  in  ftn. 
Paid  his  own  deareit  blood, 

PfalmXXXVL     Long  Metre. 

The  perfcdions  and  providsTice  of  God  j  or^  gi^^" 
ral  providence^  andfpecial  grace. 

a   T  TIGH  in  the  heav'ns,  eternal  Gpd, 
XjL  Thy  ;goodnefsin  full  glory  fnines  5  . 
Thy  truth  ftiall break  thro'  every  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  defigns. 

2  For  ever  firm  thy  juflice  flands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Wife,  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep, 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 
Both  man  and  beaft  thy  bounty  ihare^ 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  chargCj 
But  faints.-are  thy  peculiar  care, 

4  My  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace, 

^    Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  fprinp  } 

The  fons  of  Adimin  diftrefs,    „ 

Fly  to  the  fhadow.of  thy  wings, 
^  From  the  proviiions  of  thy  houfe 

We  fball  be  fed  with  fweet  repaft  j 

There  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 


8«  PSALM     XXXVI. 

6  -Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  ?.nd  free, 

Springs  from  the  prefence  of  my  Lord  %   ; 
And  in  thy  light  our  fouls  {hall  fee  j 

The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  word. 

^falm  XXXVI.    Common  Metre.  ^ 

Pradical  athdfm  expo  fed  :  or,  the  being  and  at' 

tributes  of  God  ajjcrted. 
iT  X  7H1LE  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways, 
V  V     And  yet  a  God  they  o\vn, 
My  heart  within  me  often  fays, 

"  Their  thoughts  believe  there's  none.'* 

2  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  oncq  declare 

(What^'er  their  lips  profefs) 
God  hath  no  wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  feek  his  grace. 

3  What  ftrange  felf  flatt'ry  blinds  their  eyes  I 

But  there's  an  haft'-ning  hour, 
When  they  fhall  fee  with  fore  furprife,^ 
The  terrors  of  thy  pow'r. . 

4  Thy  juftice  fhall  maintain  its  throne. 

Though  mountains  melt  away  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unkncnvn, .  . 
A  deep  unfathom'd  Tea. 

5  Above  thefe  heav'n's  created  rounds, 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  extend  ; 
Thy  truth  outlives  the  narrow  bounds:.  •: 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

6  Safety  to  man  thy  goodnefs  brings, 

Nor  overlooks  the  beafl^ ; 
Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings 
Thy  children  choofe  to  reft. 

7  [From  thee  when  creature  ftreams  run  \<^^ 

And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  fprings  of  life  (hall  flowj 
An4rAvfc  our  pleafqres  high. 


F  S  A  L  M     XXXVI.  tx 

S  Though  all  created  light  decay, 
And  death  clofe  up  our  eyes, 
Thy  prefence  makes  eternal  day, 
Where  clouds  can  never  rifcj 

Pfalta  XXXVI.     Shore  Metre. 

Thi  toickednefs  of  man.  and  the  majtfiy  of  G^di 
rr,  praBical  atheifm  expofed, 

1  T  X  7HEN  man  grows  bold  in  fin^ 

\  V     My  heart  v/ithin  me  cries, 
*-*  He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 
^*  Nor  fear  before  his  eyes." 

2  [He  walks  a  v/hile  conceai'd, 
In  a  felf  flattering  dream, 

•Till  his  dark  crimes  at  once  reveaPdj 

Expofe  his  hateful  name.^ 
I  His  heart  is  falfe  and  foul j 

His  words  are  fmooth  and  fair  : 
Wifdom  is  banilh'd  from  his  foul, 

And  leaves  no  goodnefs  there* 
4  He  plots  upon  his  bed 

New  mifchiefs  to  fulfil  : 
He  fits  his  heart,  and. hands,  andhead 

To  pradife  all  that's  ill. 
I  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 

Though  men  renounce  his  fear; 
His  juftice  hid  behind  a  cloud, 

Shall  one  great  day  appear* 

6  His  truth  tranfcends  the  fky,. 
In  heav'n  his  mercies  dw^i'l ; 

Beep  as  the  fea  his  judgments  lie,    . 
His  anger  burns  to  hell. 

7  How  excellent  his  love, 
Whence  all  our  fafety  fprings  I 


$2  PSALM    xxxvir. 

O  never  let  my  Toul  remove 
From  underneath  his  wings  ! 

IPfalm  XXXVII.   yfl  Pt,  Com,  xMetrJ 

The  cure  of  cuvy,  fretfulnefs,   and  unbelief;  tnr 
the  rtwiirds   of  the  righteous  and  the  wicked . 
or,  the  world's  hatred,  and  thefaUCs  patienci 
i  WTHY  fhould  I  vex  my  ioul,  and  fret> 
VV     To  fee  the  wicked  rife- 
Or  envy  fmners  w?xing  great 
"  By  violence  and  lies  ? 

2  As  llow'ry  grafs  cut  down  at  noon. 

Before  the  cv'ning  fades, 
So  fhall  their  glories  vanifli  foon, 
In  everlafling  (hades. 

3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  truftji . 

And  praftife  ?11  that's  good  : 

So  fhall  1  dwell  among  the  jufl. 

And  he'll  provide  me  food. 

4  I  to  my  G,od  my  ways  comrnit. 

And  cheerful  wait  his  will ; 
Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  fe.ct. 
Shall  my  defires  fulfil, 

5  Mjne  innocence  flialt  thou  difplay, 

And  make  thy  judgments  known, 
Fair  as  the  light  of  dav/ning  day, 
And.  glorious  ?.s  the  noon. 

6  The  meek  at  laft  the  earlh  poffefs, 

And  are  the  heirs  of  heav'n  ; 
True  riches,  with  abundant  peace. 
To  humble  fouU  are  giv'r>, 

PAUSE. 

<j  Reft  in  the  Lord  and  keep  his  w"2y,. 
Nor  let  your  anger  rife, 
Though  providence  flioiild  long  delay^^ 
To  p'unifli  haughty  vice. 


PSALM     XXXVIl,  $5 

Let  feiners  join  to  break  your  peace, 

And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam  ; 
The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  fees 

Their  day  of  vengeance  come. 
They  have  drawn  oii-t  the  threatening  fword^ 

Have  bent  the  murd'rous  bow, 
To  fldy  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord, 

And  bring  the  righteous  low. 
0  ^l^^  God  fh.iU  break  their  bov/s,  and  bum 

Their  perfecuting  darts, 
Shall  their  own  fwords  againfl  them  turn ; 

And  pain  farprife  their  hearts. 

^falnr XXXVII.  zd  m.  Com.  Metre, 

'harily  to  the  poor  j  cr,  religion  in  words  and  detd:, 

T  X  THY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boaftj 
W     And  grow  profanely  bold? 
The  meapeft  portion  of  the  jufl, 

Excels  the  fmner's  gold. 
The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 

But  "ne'er  deligns  to  pay  : 
The  faint  is  merciful,  and  lends, 

Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 
His  aim  with  lib'ral  heart  he  gives 

Among  the  fons  of  need  ; 
His  meni'ry  to  long  ages  lives, 

And'blefled  be  his  feed. 
His  lips  abhor  to  talk  profane^ 

To  flander  or  defraua  ; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 

What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 
The  law  and  gofpel  of  the  Lord, 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide  i 
Led  b^--  the  Spirit  and  the  wordj 

Hi^  feet  fhall  i^ever  Aide. 


■ 


^4  PSALM     XXXVII. 

6  When  finners  fall,  the  righteous  (land, 

Preferv'd  from  ev'ry  fnaie  ; 
They  fhall  pofleis  the  promis'd  land. 
And  dwell  forever  there. 

Pfelm  XXXVn.  ^d  PL  Com.  Metre. 

'Ike  way  and  end  of  the  righteous  and  the  wicked^ 
jTV  ,TY  God,  the  fteps  of  pious  men 
IVjL   Are  order'd  by  thy  will  : 
Though  they  fhould  faJl,  they  rife  again, 
Thy  hand  fupports  th^m  flill, 
2  The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  ways,    . 
Their  virtue  he  approves  ; 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 
3. The  hcav'nly  heritage  is  theirs, 
Their  portion  and  their  home  ; 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heiis 
Of  bleflings  long  to  come. 
4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  men, 
Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown  ; 
Ye  fhall  confefs  their  pride  was  vain. 
When  juflice  cafls  them  down. 

PAUS£. 

_5  The  haughty  fmner  I  have  feen, 
Not  fearing  men  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay  tree,  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  h  s  arms  abroad. 
i)  And  lo,  he  vanifh'd  from  the  ground, 
Deflroy'd  by  hands  unfeen  : 
Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found, 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

7  But  mark  the  man  of  righteoufnefs. 

His  fev'ral  fleps  attend  ; 
True  pleafure  runs  thro'  all  his  ways, 
And  peaceful  is  bis  end. 


PSALM  XXXVUI.         ,      8j 
Pfalm  XXXVin.  Common  Metre. 

■^uiU  ef  confmnce  and  relief ;  or,  repentance  fih 4 

prayer  for  parden  and  healthy 
i      A   MIDST  thy  waath  remember  love, 
jtx,  Reflore  thy  fervant.  Lord.; 
Nor  let  a  father's  chail'ning  prore 
Like  an  avenger's  {word, 
i  Thine  arrows  ftick  within  ;ny  hearty 
Tvly  flelh  is'  fx5rely  preft  : 
Between  the  forrow  and  the  fmart. 
My  Lpirit  finds  no  reft. 
9   My  iins  a  heavy  load  appear. 
And  O'er  iiiy  head  are  gone  : 
Too  heavy  they  for  me  to  bear^ 
Too  hard  for  me  t' atone. 
.4  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  fcD, 
My  head  ilMl  bending  down  : 
And  i  go  mourning  all  the  day 
Beneath  my  Father's  frown. 
5   Lord,  I  am  weak  and  broken  fiire, 
None  of  my  pow'rs  are  whole  •, 
The  inward  an'guifli  ma!;es  meroarp 
The  angnifh  of  my  f#ul. 
5  All  my  dehre  to  thee  is  known, 
Thine  eye  counts  ev'ry  te^r, 
And  (tv'vy  figh,  and  ev'ry  groan 
Is  notic'd  by  thine  czx, 
>1   Thou  art  mv  God.  my  only  houCj 
^  ■  -.  My  God  will  hear  my  cr}', 
My  God  will  bear  my  fpirit  up 
\'\^hen  fatanbids  me  die. 
£8   My  foot  is  ever  apt  to  Hide. 
My  foes  rejoice  to  fee't, 
They  raife  their  pleafure  and  their  pHdej 
When  they  fupplant'tny  feet^ 


U  PSA  L  M     XXXIX* 

9  But  ril  confefs  my  guilt  to  tkec, 
And  grieve  for  all  my  fin  ; 
I'll  mourn  how  weak  my  graces  be, 
And  beg.fupport  divine. 
JO  My-God  forgive  my  follies  pafl, 
And  be  for  ever  nigh  ; 
O  Lord  of  my  falvation  haft-c, 
Before  thy  fervant  die.] 

I^falm  XXXIX.   ly?  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

We^tchJulne.J's  ^tcr  the  tongue  ;   ^r,  prudence   g.ni 
zeal. 

1   nPHUS  I  refolv'd  before  the  Lord, 
A     "  .Now  will  I  watch  my  tongue, 
'•  Left  1  let  flip  one  finful  word, 
*•  Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong.'* 
$.  And  if  I'm  e'er  conftrain'd    to  flay 
With  men  of  lives  profane, 
I'll  fet  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 

3  I'll  fcarce  allow  my  lips  to  fpeak 

The  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 
Left  fcofFers  fhould  th'  occafion  tak« 
To  mock  my  holy  zeal, 

4  Yet  if -fome  proper  hour  appear, 

I'll  not  be  over  aw'd, 
But  let  the  fcofling  (inner  hear 
That  we  can  fpeak  for  God. 

^falm  XXXIX  2d  Part.  Com.  Met»(*. 

The.  vavity  of  man  as  mortal. 
♦   'TnEACH  me  the  meafure  of  my  days^ 
X       Thou  maker  of  my  frame  : 
I  would  {urvey  life's  narrow  fpac#, 
And  karn  how  frail  I  am» 


T  S  ALU     XXXlK,  fY 

8  A  fpan  is  all  that  we  can  boa  ft  j 
^An  ineh  or  two  of  time  ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dult 
In  all  his  flow'r  and  prime. 
^  See  the  vai^-race  o-f  mortals  mSve 
Like  fhadowS'O^er  the  plain, 
They  rage  and.ftrive.  d^lire  and  Isve, 
But.all  the  noife  i-s  vain. 
4.  Some  ^valk.in  honour's  gaudy  flioVj 
Some  dig.  for  golden  ore  | 
They  toil  for  heirs  they  know  not  whe^j 
,And  ftraight  are  feen  no  more. 
g  Whatfhould  I- wi{h  or  wait  for  thcBj 
From  creatures,  earth  and  durft  ? 
They  make  our  expeftations  vain. 
And  difappoint  our  truft  : 
$=  Now.  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope^.. 
My  fond  defi  "res  recoil;  • 
I  give  my  mortal  int'reft  up, 
And  make  iny  God  my  all. 

Pfalm  XXXIX.  3JP/.  Commoa  Metre, 

i'icA  bed  devotion  \  or^  pleading  zoiihout  repinii^o 

1  /^  OD  of  my  life, -look  gently  down, 
VJT.>    Behold  the  pains  I  feel  ; 

But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  threne. 
Nor  dare  difpute  thy  will. 

2  Difeafcs  are  thy  fervants,  Lord, 

They  come  at  thy  command  ; 
ril  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  wor 
Agaiaft  thy  chafl'ning  iiand. 
g  Yet  may  l  plead  with  humble  crIesL, 
Remove  thy  fharp  rebukes.  : 
My  ilrength  confumes,  my  fpirit  dies. 
Through  thy  repeated  ftrokes. 
^  Crufh'fl  as  the  moth  beneath  thy  kan.d^ 
We  iB«ulder  im  the  d^^fl  ; 


88  PSALM     XL. 

Our  feeble  powers  can  ne'er  witliftand 
And  all  our  beauty's^ofl. 

5  j^This  mortal  life  decays  apac  , 

How  foon  the  bubble's  broke  ! 
Adam  and  all  his  numerous  race 
Are  vanity  and  fmoke.J 

6  I'm  but  a  fojourner  bolow, 

As  all  my  fathers  were  j 
May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go, 
When  I  the  fummonshear. 

7  But  if  my  life  be  fpar'd  a  while, 

Before  my  la  ft  remo\'ie, 
Thy  praife  fhall  be  my  bufinefs  ftill, 
And  I'll  declare  thy  love. 

^Mm    XL.   i/   Pari.  Common  Mctre^ 

A/dtig  »f  dtlitferancejrom  great  di^rcfs* 

I  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
He  bow'd  to  here  my  cry  : 
He  faw  me  refting  on  his  word, 
And  brought  falvation  nigh. 
1  H«  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 
Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  bonds  releas'd  my  feet. 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  ftand, 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praife  tbe  wonders  of  his  hand 
In  a  new  thankful  fong. 

4  I'll  fpread  his  works  of  grace  abroad  ; 

The  faints  with  joy  fhall  hear, 
And  fmners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 
^  How  many  arc  thy  thoughts  of  love  "J 
l^iy  mere  ie%  Cord,  how  great  J 


PSALM     XL.  t^ 

We  kave  not  words  n©r  hours  en©U|k 

Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

S -When  Pin  affli'ded,  poor  and  low. 

And  light  and  peace  depart, 

My  God  beholds  my  heavy  woa^ 

And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 

lp)falm  XL.    2d    Part.  Common  Metrr, 

The  incar nation  and  facrijlce.  aj  Chrijt, 

1  nPHU  S  faith  the  Lord,"  Your  work  Is  v.-iln , 

X       "  Give  your  burnt  ofF'rings  o'er  \ 
"in  dying  goats  and   bullocks  ilain, 
*'  My  foul  delights  no  more." 

2  Then  fpake  the  Saviour.  "  Lo,  I'm  her^j 

"  My  God,  to  do  thy  will  ; 
.    "  V/hate'er  thy  facred  books  declare, 
^'  Thy  Servant  {hall  fulfil. 

3  "  Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  fight,   . 

''  I  keep  it  near  my  heart  ; 
"  Mine  ears  are  open'd  with  delight 
"  To  what  thy  lips  impart." 
n4  And  fee,  the  bleffc  Redeemer  comes  1 
Th'  eternal-  Son  appears  \ 
Andatth'  appointed  time,  affumcs 
The  body  God  prepares  ! 
5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  grace. 
And  much  his  truth  he  fhew'd, 
Andpreach'd  the  way  of  righteoufneis 
Where  great  aifemblies  fiiood. 
6^  His  father's  honour  touch'd  his  heaa^t. 
He- pity'd  finners'. cries, 
And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part. 
Was  made  a  facrifice. 

paVse.-  . 
No- blood  ©f  beafts  on  alters  fhed, 
€©uld  wafh  the  confcienee  c-lea%  _• 
H  -2 


9<i  PSALM    XU 

But  the  rich  facTilicc  he  pai^, 

Atones  for  all  our  fins. 
8  Then  was  the  great  falvation  fpread^ 

And  fatan's  kingdom  (hook  ; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  feed, 

The  ferpent's- head  was  broke. 

Pfalm  XL.  Long  Metre. 

Chrijl  ourfacrijicc. 

1  *'  I  *HE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought- 

X  Exceed  our  praife,  furmount  our  thought^ 
Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 
My  {peech  would  faint,  my  numbers  fail. 

2  No  blood  of  beafts  on  alters  fpilt, 

Can  cleanfe  the  fouls  of  men  from  guHt ; 
B^ut  thou  haft  fet  before  our  eyes 
An  all  fufScient  facrifice, 

3  Lo  !  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 
To  thy  defigns  he  bows  his  cars  ; 
Aflumcs  a  body  well  prepar'd 
And  well  performs  a  work  fo  hard. 

4  "  Behold  I  come  (the  Saviour  cries 
With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes) 

"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  lor.d 

<'  Of  fins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  God, 

g  •'  'Tis  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
"  'Tis  in  thy  book  foretold  of  me, 
*'  I  mull  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part  ; 
"  And  lo  !  thy  law  is  in  my  hc^rt, 

•i'  ••  I'M  magnify  thy  holy  law, 
"  And  rebels  to  obedience  draw, 
'•  When  on  my  ci'ofs  I'm  lifted  bigh, 
'•  Or  to  my  ciown  abf  \'€  the  (ky. 

-^  '•  The  fpirit  fha-ll  defcend  and  flic  w 
••  What  thou  haft  done,  and  what  1  do  : 
■'  The  wond'ring  world  fhall  learn  thy  grace^ 
'  Thy  vrifsiom,  and  t'-vy  riglvteoufnei^,'* 


I»SALM     XLI,  XLIL  :^r 

Pfalm  XLI.  Long    Metre. 

§harity  to  thefd&r  ;  er^  pity  id  the  afflicied, 

i-  TT  LEST  is  the  man  whofe  bowels  move^ 
J3     And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor, 

-  Whofe  foul  by  fympathizing  love 
Feels  what  his  fellow  faints  endure, 

2  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 
More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do  ^ 
He  in  a  time  of  gen'ral  grief 

Shall  find  the  Lord  his  mercy  too, 

3  His  foul  fhall  live  fecure  on  earth, 
With  fecret  blefiings  on  his  head, 
When  drought,  and  peltilencCj  and  deatfe^ 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

4  Or,  if  he  languilh  on  his  couch, 
God  will  pronounce  his  fins  forgiv'n^ 
Will  fave  him  with  a  healing  touchy 
Or  take  his  willing  foul  to  heav'n, 

c       Pfalm  XLif.   G©mmon  Metre. 

M^/crtion  and  h&pc  \  cr,  complaint  of  ab/cnce  fri^'i 
public  worJJnp- 

X  '^^TITH  earned  longings  of  the  mind-, 
V  V     My  God,  to  thee  1  look  ; 
So  pacts  the  hunted  heart  to  find 
And  tafle  fne  cooling  brock. 
.2  When  fhall  I  fee  thy  courts  of  grace^ 
And  meet ^ my  God  ag-  in  ? 
)  long  an  abfence  from  thy  face, 
^y  heprt  endures  with  pain, 
iptations  vex  my  v/e^uy  leu!. 
And  tears  are  my  repaft  ; 
Tke  foe  infuks  withbut  ccntroul. 
And  whcre's  yo\ir  G-'^dat  X^k, 


M- 
Temi 


5fe-  pSAL*\r  xLrr.i. 

4  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleafure  now' 
I  .think  on  ancient  a:'ys  ; 
Then  to  thy  houfe  did  numbers  g«, 
And  all  our  work  Avas  praife. 
g  But  why  my  faui  funk  down  fo  far 
Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  difpair^. 
And  fm  againft  my  God  ? 
i  ■:    6  Hope  in  the  Lord  whofe  mighty  han^ 
Can  all  thy  v/oes  remove  :' 
For  I  fhall  yci  before  him  ftsntl, 
And  fing  reitoring  love.- 

J2)falmXLTr.    Long  Metre. 

hhlanch oly  thoupJUs  reproved ;  or,  hope  in  afftiUio 
i    1\  /T  '^  fpirit  finks  wiihin  me.  Lord, 
jL'i'X   But  I  will  call  thy  nixme  tq  mindj 
And  times  of  paO;  dixtrefsrecort^ 
Vv^hen  I  have  found  my  God  was  l^lnd, 
s  Huge  troubles  with  tumultuous  noife 
Swell  like  a  iea,  and  round  me  fpread; 
Thy  water  fpouts  drown  2II  my  joye, 
And  rifmg  waves  roil  o'er  my  head. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  lovCj 
When  I  addrefs  his  throne  by  dn.y, 
Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove  ;  . 
The  night  fliallhear  me  fmg  and  pisy*  • 

4  ril  caft  rnyfelf  befoi*  his  feet, 
And  f^y, "  My  God  my  heav'njy  Rock,- 
'*  Why  doth  thy  love  fo  long  forget 
'*  The  foul  that  grorns'bener^th.  thy  flroke.? 

^  I'll  chide  my  heart  tha't  finks  fo  low, 

VvH-iy  fhould  mfy  fidul  indulge  her  grief  ?  . 

Hope  in  the  Lord  rnd  praife  him  too  ; 

Lie  is  my  -reil  my  (Vii-c  relief. 
T<  Thy  iiglit  and  truth- fhnlLgMide  me  RitT^ 

Thy  word  fhall  my  be  ft  thoughts   cmy:Tey., 


PSALM     XLIV.  g 

And  lead  me  to  thy  hqly  hill,  _ 
My  God,  my  moft  exceedipg  joy. 

jpfaitn  XLIV-  Common  Metre. 

Thi  church's  camplaint  in  perfecution, 

LORD,  we  have  heard  thy  work  s  cf  el< 
Thy  works  of  pow'r  and  grace, 
When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  t«ld 

The  wonders  of  their  days. 
How  thou  didft  build  thy  churches  her 

And  make  thy  gofpel  known  ; 
Amongfl  them  did  thine  arm  appear^ 

Thy  light  and  glory  fiione. 
3  In  God  they  boafted  all  the  day^ 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  thoufands  meet  to  praife  and  pTay, 

And  grace  was  all  their  fong. 
But  now  our  fouls  are  feiz'd  with  feaIne^ 

Confuhon  filk  bur  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blafpheme, 

And  fools  reproach  thy  gr?ce. 
Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 

Nor  falfely  dealt  wjth  heav 'n  ; 
Nor  have  ©ur  fteps  declin'd  the  read   , 

Of  duty  thou  haft  giv'n. 
Though  dragons  ail  arousd  us  roar 

With  their  deftrudive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  ioTe 

Hard  by  the  gates  of  death, 

PACSE. 

We  are  expof*d  asl  day  to  die^ 

As  martyrs  for  thy  caufe, 
As  fheep  for  ilalighter  bound,  we  lie. 

By  fharp  and  bloody  laws. 
8  Awake,  arife,  almighty  Lord, 

Why  fl^eps  thy  w©»ted  grace  ? 


PSALM     XLV. 

Why  iliould  we  look  like  men  abKor'iJi 
Or  bafiifh'd  from  thy  face  ? 

9  Wilt  thou  forever  cdft  us  ofF, 

And  ftill  negie£l  our  cries  ? 
For  ever  hide  thine  heav'nly  lovG 
,   ;      )From  our  afRifted  ey^s  ? 

10  Down  .to  the  duft  our  foul  is  bow'd,. 

And  dies,  upon  the  ground  ; 
Rife  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud,  . 
And  all  their  pow'is  confound. 

1 1  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  fhame, 

Our  Savi©ur  and  our  God  ; 
We  plead  the  hono\irs  of  thy  namc^. 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

ig>falm  XLV.    Short  MetF^. 

TKt  ^tory  ef  Chnjt  ;  thcfiiccefs  of  the  geffd  sun 

tki  Gaitik  church,  : 
1    A  yfY  Saviour  and  my  King, 
1\X  Thy  beauties  are  divine, 
Thy  lips  with  bleffmgs  overflow, 
And  ev'ry  grace  is  thine. 
2  Now  mak-e  thy  glory  knowa,,^ 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  fwori, 
And  ride  in  majerty.  to  fpread 
The  conquefts  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  ilubborrt  foe 
Or  melt  their  hearts  t'  obcy,^ 

While  juflice,  meeknefs,  grace  timitTwtfe,. , 
Attend  thy  glorious  v*'ay. 

4  Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right ; 

Thy  throne  fiialUever  fland;  ^ 

And  thy  victorious  gofpel  proves 
A  fceptrc  in  thy  hand, 
g  [Thy  Father  and  thy  God, 
Haik  without  meafure.  f»e4- 


PSALM    XLV.  tl 

3i$  fpirit  like  a  joyful  oil 

T'  anoint  thy  facred  head, 
6  Behold,  at  thy  right  hand 
The  Gentile  church  is  fee©, 
^ike  a  fair  bride  in  rich  attire, 

And  princes  guard  the  queea. 
*j  Fair  bride,  receive  his  love, 
[        Forget  thy  father's  houfe  ; 
Forfake  thy  gods,  thy  idol  gods, 
I        And  pay  thy  Lord  thy  vows.J 
3  O  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  fweetsil:  thoughts  employ  5 
'^y  children  Hiall  bis  honours  iing 
La  palaces  of  joy. 

Pfalm  XLV.  Common  Metre.' 

Thi  perfonal  glories  and  government  of  Chriji^ 

I'LL  {"peak  the  honours  of  my  King  ; 
His  form  divinely  fair  ; 
None  of  the  fons  of  mortal  race 

May  with  the  Lord  compare.    ' 
Sweet  is  thy  fpeechx,  and  heav'nly  gtact 

Upon  thy  lips  is  fhed  ; 
Thy  God  with  bleffmgs  infinite 

Hath  crown'd  thy  facred  head. 
Gird  on  thy  fword,  victorious  Prince, 

Ride  with  majeftic  fway  ; 
Thy  terrour  fhall  ftrike  through  thy  focSj 

And  make  the  world  obey. 
Thy  throne,  O  God  forever  Hands ; 

Thy  word  of  grace  fhall  prove 
A  peaceful  fcepter  in  thy  hands. 

To  rule  thy  faints  by  love. 
Juftice  and  truth  attend  thee  fliM, 

But  mercy  is  thy  choice  ;    . 
And  God,  thy  God,  thy  foul  {haJl  §8 

With  moft  peculiar  joys. 


pfalm  XLV.  V?  Part.  Long  Metre, 

-   Thf  ^lory  oj  Chrij%  and  pozver  of  hs  g(fpcL 

-    ^S^OW  be  my-he-art  infpir'd  to  fmg 
XN    The  glories  of  my  .Saviour  King, 
Jefus  the  Lord,  how  hcav'nly  fair 
His  form  !  how  bright  liis  beauties  arc. 

2.  O'er  'all  the  fons  of  human  race 
He  fbiines  with  a  fuperiour  grace  ; 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  blcffiRgs  ;Ul  his  flate  compofe. 

g  Drefs  the'e  in  armSj  moft  mighty  Lord. 
Gird  on  the  tcrrpur  of  thy  fword, 
In  majefiy  and  glory  ride 
V/ith  truth  and  ineckneis  at  thy  fide. 

.4  Thi  lie  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 

Shall  pierce  the  foes  of  rftubborn  heart 
Or  words  of  mercy  kind  and  fwee-t. 
Shall  melt  the  rebels  at.  thy  feet.  ' 

5  Thy  thrope.  O  God,  for  ever  (lands, 
Grace  is  the  fcepter  in  thy  hands  ; 
Thv  laws  and  works  are  jufl  and  right, 

]v;{lice  and  grace  are  thy    delight. 

6  God.  thine  own  God,  has  richly  flie4 
Kis  oil  of  gladnefs  on  thy  head. 
And  with  his "fcicred  Spirit  bleft 

His  firH;  born  Son  above  the  reft. 

Pfaim  XLV.   2d  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Chrijl  and  his  church  •.  or,  the  viyfiicalvmrYiagU 

1  '  I  ^HE  King  of  faints,  how  fair  his  facf^ 

JL     Adorn'd  with  majefty  and  grace     V 
He  com.es  with  ble{ring.s  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  hi's  love, 

2  At  his  nght  hand,  our  eyes  behold 

'X\q  queen  array'd  in  pureft  gold  -,         ^^^ 


PSALM     XLVI.  ^7 

The  world  admires  her  hca^^'nly  drefs  5 

Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteoufnefs  ! 
■3  He  forms  her  beauties,  like  his  own, 
,  He  calls  and  feats  her  near  his  throne  ; 

Fair  ftranger,  let  thine  heart  forge^t 

The  idols  of  thy  native  ftate, 
^  So  fhall  the  King  the  more  rejoicfc 

In ''thee  the  fav'riteof  his  choice  ;  , 

Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ^ddr'd, 

For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 
,^  O  happy  hour,  when  thou  fhalt  riffe 

To  his  fair  palace  in  the  fkies. 

And  all  thy  fons  (a  numerous  train) 

Each  like  a' prince  in  glory  reign. 
^  Let  endlefs  honours  crown  his  head ; 

Let  ev'ry  age  his  praifes  fpread ; 

While  we  their  cheerful  fongs  approve 

The  condefceniion  of  his  love. 

^PfalmXLVI.   ifcFarL  Long  Metre, 

The  church' s  fafety   and  triumph  among  national 

defolaii&ns, 

1  /^  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  -faints, 

vJT  When  ftorms  of  fharp  diftrefs  invade  ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  preTent  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  feats  be  hurVd 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there  ; 
Convulfions  (hake  the  folid  world, 
Our  faith  fhall  never  yield  to  fear. 

,3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 

In  facred  peace  our  fouls  abide, 

While  ev'ry  nation,  ev'r^'  fhore 
-      Trembles  and  dreads  the  fwelling  tide^ 
I 


9$  fSALM     XLVI. 

4  There  is  a  ilrcam,  whofc  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ; 

Life,  love  and  joy  ftill  gliding  through^ 

And  wat'ring  our  divine  abode. 
,|  That  facred  ftream,  thy  holy  word, 

Which  all  our  raging  fear  controuls  ; 

Sweet  peace  thy'promiies  afford, 

And  give  new  fliength  to  fainting  fouls* 
$  Zion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 

Secure  againfl:  a  threat'ning  hour  ; 

Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move. 

Built  on  his  truth,  and  arm'd  with  pow'r, 

Jg)falm  XLVI.   2d  Part.  Long  Metre- 

God  fights  fo^  his  church, 

1  T    ET  Zion  in  her  King  rejoice, 
A-jTho'  tyrants  rage,  and  kingdoms  rife. 5 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice. 

The  nations  melt,  the  tumult  dies. 

2  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 
And  Jacob's  God  is  ftill  our  aid  : 
Behold  the  works  his  hands  have  wrought^ 
What  difolations  he  has  made. 

3  From  fea  to  fea,  through  all  the  fliorcs. 
He  makes  the  noite  of  battle  ce?fe  ; 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars,    ' 
He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace, 

4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  fpear, 
Chariots  he  burns  with  heav'nly  flame  ; 
Keep  filtnce  all  the  earth,  and  hear 
The  found  and  glory  of  his  name. 

'•  Re  (lill,  and  learn  that  I  am  God, 
-  '*  111  be  exalted  o'er  the  lands, 

^'  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
"  4Sut  Hill  my  throne  in  Zion  ilands," 


-PSALM     XLVII.     XLVm.        .99 

(g^O  Lord  of  hoftsj  Almighty  King, 
While  we  10  near  thy  prefence  dwellj 
Oar  faith  fhall  fit  fecure,  and,  fmg 
Defiance  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

l©fa!m  XLVIL  Common  Metre. 
Chrijl  afcending  dnd  reigning, 
,3L  f^  FORafhout  of  facredjoy 
\^    To  God  the  fov 'reign  King  ! 
Let  ev'r\'  land  their  tongues  employ,,  - 
And  hymns  of  triumph  fmg, 
a  Jefus  our  ©od  afcends  on  hi^h, 
Plis  heav'nly  guards  around, 
Attend  himrifing  through  the  fky. 
With  triimpets  joyful  found; 

3  While  angels  fhout  and  praife  their  King^ 

Let  mortals  learn  their  ft  rains  : 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  fmg  ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearfe  his  deeds  with  awe  profound; 

Let  knowledge  lead  th'e  fong  ; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  found 
Upon  a  thoughtlefs  tongue. 
^  In  Ifr'el  ftood  his  ancient  throne, 
He  lov'd  that  chofen  race  : 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own. 
And  Heathens  tafle  his  grace. 
€  The  Gentile  nations  are  the  Lord's, 
There  Abra'm's  God  is  known  : 
V/hile  pow'rs  and  princes,  fhields  and  fwordSj 
Submit  before  his  throne. 

©(aim  XLVin.    ijl  Pan.  short  Metre.. 

The,  church  is  the  honour  and  fahty  of  a  naiisrin  ) 

GREAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  let  his  praife  be  great  \ 


ie«  PSALM    XLVHK 

He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 

His  mod  delightful  feat. 
2  Thefe  temples  of  his  grace, 

How  beautiful  they  ftand  ! 
The  honours  of  our  native  place, 

The  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known 
A  refuge  in  diftrcfs  ; 

How  bright,  has  hisialvation  ftione- 
Through  all  her  palaces. 

4  When  kings  againft  her  join'd,. 
And  faw  the  Lord  was  there, 

In  wild  confufion  of  the  mind, 
They  fled  with  hafty  fear, 

5  When  natives  tall  snd  prcud 
Attempt  to  fpoil  our  peace. 

He  ferds  his  tempefts  roaring  loud, 
And  finks  them  in  the  feas. 

6  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 
Our  eyes  have  often  feen 

How  well  our  God  fecures  tke  fold 
Where  his  own  fheep  have  been, 

7  In  ev'ry  new  diftrefs 
We'll  to  his  houfe  repair, 

We'U  think  upon  his  wond'rous  grace, , 
And  feek  deliv' ranee  there, 

]g)falm  XLVIII.    2d  Pari.   Short   Metre. 

XA«  btauiy  of  the  church  ;  or,  gofpd  zvorjhip    and 
order. 

1  T?AR  as  thy  name  is  known, 
A     The  world  declares  thy  praife  ; 

Thy  faints.  O  Lord,  before  thy  thrdne. 
Their  fong  of  honours  raifc, 

2  With  joy  let  Judah  fland 

On  Z-ion's  chofen  hill, 


FS  AL  M.  XLiX. 

Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand,    - 
And  couniels  of  thy  Vv^iil. 

3  L,et  ftrangers  wijlk  around 
The  city  where  we  dwell,   ■ 

Coj^pafs  and  view  thine  holy  ground/ 
And  mark  the  b^tiilding  vv'elL 

4  "The  orders  of  thyhouie,  .   * 
Thq  woriiiip  of  thy  courtj  ■ 

The.  cheerful  fongs,  the  folemn  yew: \, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How. decent. and  how  ^vifc  ! 
How  glorious- to, behold  I 

Beyond, the  pomp  that  charms  the  eye 
And  rites  adorned  with  gold. 

6  The  God* we  -^vdrfhip  .ncw^ 
'^'ill  guide  us  'till  we  die, 


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And  om-s  above  the  fky 
IpfallH'  XLIX.  '1/  Pt,  Common  Metre. 
I'ridt  and  death  :  br,  tJuvanity  ef  life  and  ridits- 
1   T  ¥  Thy  doth  tlfe  mart. of  riches  grow 
\  V;    To  infolence  and  pride,    . 
To  fee  his  wealth  and  honours  fiow      ^ 
With  ev'rv  rifing.  tide  ?..,   : 
s  [Why  doth  he  treat- the  poor  with  fcorr.. 
Made  of  the  felf-fame  clay, 
And  boaft  as  tbr.jivh  his  fleih  were  bor:^    ■  - 
'    ■     •  <>f  %tter  duft  ihsn  they  ?]      *■         '  : 
^  Noc  ail  his  treafures  cm  procure 
'  His"  foul  a  ih'ort  reprieve,  '• 
.  Redeem  frorn  death  cne guilty  he vi?j    -'- 

Or  rn^ke  his  brother  live, 

4  [lyife  is  a  bleffmg  can't  be  fold, 

Thc^r^inf Din  is  too  his-h  : 


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x«2  PSALM     XLIX. 

Jtlftice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
That  man  may  never  die.] 
5  He  fees  the  brutifh  and  the  wife, 
The  tim'rous  and  the  brave, 
Qt0t  their  poilefrions,  clofe  their  eyes. 
And  haflen  to  the  grave, 
^  Yet,  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 
"My  hcufe  {hall  ever.ftand  : 
'^  And  that  my  name  may  long  abide, 
"  riUgive  it  to  my  land." 

7  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  lofl;^ 

How  foon  his  mem'ry  dies  ! 

His  name  is  written  in  the  duft^ 

Where  his  own  carcafe  lies. 

PAUSE. 

8  This  is  the  folly  of  their  way  : 

And  yet  their  fons  asvain, 
Approve  the  words  their  fathers  fay> 
And  aft  their  works  again. 

9  Men  void  of  wifdom  and  of  grace, 

If  honour  raife  them  high, 
Live  like  the  beaft,  a  thoughtlefsrace 
And  like  the  beaft  they  die. 
3  0  [Laid  in  the  grave  like  filthy  fheep, 
Death  feeds  upon  them  there, 
'Till  the  laft  trumpet  breaks  their  fleep. 
In  terrour  and  defpair.]  . 

Jg)falm  XLIX.  2d  Pt.  Commoiv  Mttre^^ 

Death  and  the  refurredion, 
1   'VT'E  fons  of  pride  that  hate  the  juft, 
X     And  trample  on  the  poor, 
When  death  has  brought  you  down  to  duft. 

Your  pomp  fhall  rife  no  more. 
The  laik  great  day  fhall  change  the  ibcne  ; 
When  wiii  th?t  hour  rppear  ? 


P  S  A  L  M'    XLIX.  i03^ 

When  (hall  the  jufl  revive  and  reign , 
O'er  all  that  fcorn'd  them  here  ? 
a  God  will  my  naked  foul  receive, 
When  fep'rate  from  the  flefh  ; 
And  hreak  the  prifon  of  the  gravc^ 
To  raife  my  bones  afrefli. 
4  Heav'n  ismyeverlaftingliQine, 
Th'  inheritance  is  fure  ; 
Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  refume^ 
But  I'll  repine  no  more. 
Pfalm  XLIX.  Long  Metre: 
The  rich  [inner' s  death,  andthefaints'  refurreBion^ 

1  T  X  7HY  do  the  proud  infult  the  poca-, 

V V  And  boaft  the  large  eftat'es  they  have? 
How,  vain  are  riches  to  fecure 
Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave  ! 

2  They  can't  redeem  one  hour  from  death, 
With  all  the  wealth  in  which  they  truft  \ ' 
Nor  give  a  dying  brother  breath, 

When  God  commands  him  down  to  dufl^ 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  difmal  {hade 
Shall  clafp  their  naked  bodies  round  ; 
That  flefh  fo  delicately  fed,    ' 

Lies  cold,' and  moulders  in  the  ground,, 

4  Like  thoughtlefs  fheep  the  fmner  dies 
Laid  in  the  grave  for  worms  to  eat  ! 
The  faints  fliall  in  the  morning  rife, 
And  find  th'  opprelfor  at  their  feet, 

5  His  honours  perifh  in  the  duft. 

And  pomp  and  beauty,  birth  and  blood  5 
That  glorious  day  exalts  the  jufh 
To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud, 
^  My  Saviour  fhall  my  life  -re (lore, 
And  raife  me  from  my  dark' abode  ; 
My  flefli  and  foul  fliall  part  no  more  s 
BiJt  dw:ll  for  ev&T  near  my  God, 


104  P  S  A  L  M     L. 

^^fellH  L.   i/  Pari,    Common  Metre. 

ThcUjl  judgmC7it  ;  or;  the  faints  nmardtd,    ;  { 

i   npHE  Lord;  the  judge,  before  his  thronQJ 
X     Bids  the  whole  earth  drav/  nigh. 
The  nations  near  the  riling  farij 
And  near  the'  weftern  iky.  . 

2  No  more  fiiall  boMblafp'beiilers  fay^ 

J-j:S:pnin.i  zvilt  nc'tr  begin  j--  ' 
No  more  c  bufe  his  long  delay,  . 
To  irttpudence  and  iin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  ihsil  come. 

Bright  flames  ♦prepare  his  way, 
Thunder  and  daikncfs.  fire  and  ftorm,  ■ 
Lead  on  the  dreivdf al  day.   .. 

4  li eav'n.  from  above  Iiis  call  foall  hear, 

Attending  angels  CQinG;;^.,^  _     ^ 
And  e?.nh  t^A  hell  {hsll  Lnow  and  fear     , 

His  jafti-ce^  and  thcif  doom*  . 
^     '•  But  gather  a]l  my  fsints  (he  cries)    . 

'*  That  made  thei;-  peace  with  Gcd      ;.      , 
*'  By, the  Redeemer's  f.-fCiifieej 

'• 'And  ieal'd  it  with  his  blocd.  f^'S'^- 

G  ';  Their  .faith  iind  worhs   brought    forth    ■ 

'^  Shall  make  the.  world  confefs 
^ '   My-  fentence  of  reward  is  right, 

'•  And  heay'n^Ccdoic,  my  gracc.'^ 

|ti>Min  L.  -2d.  Bai^;  Common  Mctr: 
■    Obe.di;nct  ii  tetter  thau /(zcrifice. 

THUS  uwth  the  Lord  "The  {pacious  field: 
'•  And  flocks  and  herds  are  minCj 
«'  O'er  ^ll-  the  cattle  of  the  hills, 
"    I  claiiT'  a  light  divine. 
-    '•  I  aik  no  fneep  for  frxrifice, 

*'  Nor  bullocks  burnt  witfef.!-©.^,,.  -.' 


PSALM     L.  is^ 

**  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and.praifej 

*'  Is  all  that  I  require. 
"  Call  upon  me  when  trouble's  near, 

"'My  hands  Ihall  fet  thee  free  ; 
«  Then  fnall  thy  thankfullife  declare 

"  The  honour  due  to  me. 
4  **  The  man  that  offers  humble  praifc, 

"  Ke  glorihefe  me  befi^ ; 
"  And  thofe  that  tread  my  holy  ways^ 

Shall  my  falvation  tafte." 

Pfalm  L.   3^    Fan.  Com.   Vitiul 

The  judgment  oj  the  hypocrites. 
Hen  Chrift  to  judgment  fhall  defcendj 


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And  faints  furround  their  Lord^ 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend. 
And  hear  his  awful  word. 
2  "Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  flainj. 
"  Will  I  the  world  reprove  ; 
"  Altars  and  rites,  and  forms  are  vairij 
"  Without  the  fire  of  love. 
^  "  And  what  have  hypocrites  to  do, 
^'  To  bring  their  facrince  ? 
^^  They  call  my  ftatutes  juft  and  true^ 
"  But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 
4  "  Could  you  expeft  to  *fcape  my  fight^ 
''  And  fin  without  controul  ? 
*«  But  I  fhall  bring  your  crimes  to  lightj. 
"  With  anguifh  in  your  foul." 
^  Confider  ye  that  flight  the  Lord, 
Before  his  wrath  appear  ; 
If  once  you  ftll  beneath  his  fword^,.. 
There's  no  deliv'rer  there,. 


a©6  P'  S  A  L  M    L. 

JPfnIm  L.  Long  Metre, 

Hypocrify  expofid, 

■4  nPHe  Lord  the  Judge  his  chwrches  warns| 
X       Let  hypocrites  -attend  and  fear, 
Who  place  there  hopes  in  rites  and  forms. 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  care. 

2  Vile  wretches  dare  reliearfe  his  name 
With  lips  of  falfehoodand  deceit  ;  ^ 
A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 
And  footh  and  flatter  thofe  they  hate, 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wrong^^  . 
Yet  dare  to  feek  their  Maker's  face  ; 
They  take  his  cov'nant  on  their  tongue, 
But  bre.<k  his  laws,  abufe  his  grace. 

4  Toheav'n  they  lift  their  hands  unclean^  . 
Defil'dwith  luft,  defil'd  with  blood  ; 
By  night  they  praftile  ev'ry  fm, 
By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God, 

^  And  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  fecure  and  fm  the  more  ;    . 
They  think  he  ileeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 

6  O  dreadful  hour  when  God  draws  near,  ■ . 
Andfets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes  i 
His  wrath  their  guilty  fouls  fhall  tear, 
And  no  deiiv'rer  dare  to  rife.   . 

PfellU  L.    ?/   ^^i-t*    Particular  Metre' 

The  lajh  judgment, 

1  nr^HE  Lord,  the  Sov'reign,  fends  his  fum- 

X  mens  forth. 

Calls  thte  fouth  nations,  and  awakes  the  north  ; 
From  eall  to  weft  the  founding  orders  fpread 
Thro'  diflant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead  : 


P  S  AL  M     L.  iOi. 

^o  more  fhall  Atheifts  mock  his  long  delay  ; 
His  vengeance  fleeps  no  more  *,  behold  the 
day! 
1  Behold  the  Judge  defcendsi   his  guards  ar§ 

Tempell  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  iky  % 
Heav'n,  earth,  and  hell  draw  near  i  let  all 

things  come 
^o  hear  his  juftice.  and  the  linner's  doom  % 
But  gather  firil  my  faints  (the  Judge  com«» 

mands) 
Bring   them,   ye    angels,    from  their  diflan^ 

lands. 
Behold  my  covenant  flands  for  ever  good, 
Seal'd  by  th'  etemal  facrifice  in  blood. 
And  fign'd  with  all  their  nam^es  ;  the  Grtth^ 

the  jew, 
That  paid  the  ancient  v/orfnip,  or  the  new  ^ 
There's  no  difhinCtion  here  ;  come,  fpread 

t.heir  thrones, 
And  near  me  fe^t  m.y  fav'rites  and  my  fons, 
I  their  almighty  Saviour,  and  their  God,' 
1  am  their  Judge  :  ye  heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 
My  jufh  eternal  fentence,  and  declare 
"Thofe  awful  truths  which    fmners  dread  t© 

hear ; 
Sinners  in  Zion.  tremble  and  retire  ; 
I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire. 
Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  flain 
Do  I  condemn  thee  :  bulls  and  goats  are  Vaia 
W'  ithout  the  fiam^es  of  love  :  in  vain  t^e  flore 
Of  brutal  off'rings  which  v/ere  mine  before j 
'Mine  are  the  tamer  beafls  and  favage  breedj 
-FlockSj  herds,  arid  fields,  and  foarefts  where 

they  feed. 


«63  PSALM     L, 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  afk  thee  food  ? ' 
When  did   I  thirft,  or  drink  thy  bullock's 

blood  ? 
Can  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
Thy  folemn  chatt'ringSj  and  fantaftic  vows  ? 
Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  veftments  to  behold 
Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ? 
-J  Unthinking  wretch  !  hew  could'ft  thou  hope 

to  pleafs 
A  GOD,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe  ? 
While  with  my  grace  and  flatutes  on   thy 

tongue, 
Thou  lov'ft  deceit,   and   doft   thy  brother 

v/rong  ? 
In  vain  to  piotis  forms  thy  zeal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  adult'rers  are  thy  chofen  friends, 
8  Silent  I  waited  with  long  fviff 'ring  love, 
But  didft  thou  hope  that  I  fhould  ne'et  re- 

prove  ? 
And  cherifh  fuch  an  impious  thought  withiii: 
That   God  the  righteous,  would  indulge  thy 

fin? 

Beheld  my  terrours  now  ;  my  thunders  roll- 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  foul 
^   Sinners,^?wake  betim^e^ ;  ye  fools  be  wile  ; 
Awake,  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife  ; 
Change  your  vain  thoughts,  your  crooked 

works  amend ; 
Fly  to  tlie  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your 

Friend  ; 
Fell  like  a  lion  hi*  lafl:  vengeance  tear 
Your  trembling  fouls,  and  ao  dcliv'rer  near* 


P  S  A  L  M     U 


105 


Pfalm  L,      id  Part.     Particular  Metre. 

The  lajl  judgvieni, 

I  '  I  'HE    God  of  glory  f^nds  liis  fammons 

X  forth, 

Calls  the  fouth  nations  and  avj||kes  the  north  ; 
From  ezfl  to  wsft  the  fov'reign  orders  fpread, 
Thro'  diilant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead, 
Tht  trumpet feunds  ;  hell  trembles  ;  heav'n  rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your  kead^,  ye  faints,  zviih  cheerful  zoices, 

2  No  more  fhall  atheifts  mock  his  long  delay  ! 
His  vengeance  ileeps  no^nors  ;  behold  the  day^ 
Behold  the  Judge  deticends ;  his  guards  are 

Tempeft  and  f^re  attend  him  aown  the  (ky. 
IVken  God  appears,  all  nature  fiall  adore  him, 
Whik  [inner s  trembl:\  faints  rejoice  before  hifn, 

3  Heav'n,  earth,  and  hell,  draw  near;  let  aH 

things  come 
"  To  hear  my  juftice.  and  .the  nnner's  doom.  ; 
**  But  gather  firft  my  faints  ;    the  Judge  com  - 

mands,. 
\'  Bring    them  ve  angels,  from   their  diflsnt 
.^     ■  lands  J' 

}Vhen  Ckrifi  returns,  tcake  ei'ry  cheerful p a JJion': 
Andfiou't,  ye  faints,  he  comes  for  yezirfalvationr, 

4  "  Behold  my  cov'nant  ftands  for  ever  good, 
''  Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  facrifice  in  blood— 
"And  fign'd  xvith  ail  their  names  ;  the    Greeks 

[the  Jetiu 
*'  Who  paid  the  ancient -v/orfhip  or  the  new  ;'' 
''There's  no  difiinction  litre,  join  all  your  voices, 
Andraifi  your  heads,  ye  faints,  for  heav'n  rejoices. 

5  "Here^faith  the  Lord)  yea'ugels,  fpread  th-^nr 
throne?, 

K 


iio  PSALM     L. 

'•And  near  mc  feat  my  fav'ritcs  and  my  Tons, 
'•  Come,  my  redeem'd,  poffefs  the^oys  prepar'd 
"  Ere  time  began,  'tis  your  divine  reward." 
When  Chrift  returns,  'wake  cv'ry  ckccrfidpajfion  • 
And  Jtiout^  ye  faints^  he  comes  for  your falvation, 
PAUSE   the  firft^ 
Q  "  I  am  the  Saviour,  I  th'  almighty  God, 
~^*  I  am  the  Judge  ;  ye  heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 
*'  My  juft  eternal  fentence,  and  declare 
*'  Thofe  awful  tr\i.thSj  that  finners  dread  to 

hear." 
When  God  appears^  all  nature  Jhall  adore  him  : 
While  finnerr  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him  : 

7  *'  Stand  forth,   thou   bold  blafphemer,  and 

profane,  [^Jrigs  vain 

"  Now    feel   my  wrath,  nor  call  my  threat* 
^' Thou  hypocrite,  once  dreft  in  faint's  attire, 
'•  I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire." 
jfudgment proceeds  ;  hell  trembles  j  heav'n  rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your  heads,ye faints^  with  cheerful  voices, 

8  *'  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  flain, 
*'  Do  I  condemn  thee  ;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain 
**  Without  th-e  flames  of  love  ;  in  vain  the  ftore 
*'  Of  brutal  o;fferings  which  were  mine  before." 
Earth  is  the  Lord's  -,  all  nature  Jhall  adore  hhn  2 
While  finners  tremble,  faints  rejvice  before  hiin. 

9  "  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  afk  thee  food  ? 
"  When   did   I  thirft,  or  drink  thy  bullock's 

blood  ?- 
*'  Mine  are  the  tamer  bcafts.  and  favage  breed, 
*'  Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forcfts  where 
they  i^zd.'* 
'  All'is  the  Lordhi  he  rules  the  wide  creation; 

Gives  finners  vengeance,  and  the  faints  falvatio 
1  "  Can  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bow 
>   Thy  folcmn  chatt'rings  and  fantaflic  vows^ 


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PSALM     L.  iii 

^^  A^re  my  eyes  eharm'd  thy  veftments  to    be- 
hold, 
"  Glarirg  in  gems,  ynd  gay  in  woven  gold?'.' 
Gedis  the  Judge  of  huCartSy  no  fair  difguifes 
Canjcrttn  the  guilty  zvhen  his  vcngern:e  rifts, 
PAUSE      the    lecond. 

11  '^^  Unthinking   wre  tch  !  how    cculdil   thcu 

hope  to  pleafe 
**  A  God,  a  fpirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe  ? 
*'  While  with  my  grace  and    ftatutes  on    ihy 

toKgue,.  [wrong.'"' 

'•  Thou  iov'ft  deceit,  and  do  ft  thy  brother 
Judgment    proceeds  ;   hell  trcmlks  ;  heav'n    rc-^--' 

joices  _j 
Lift    lip  your    heads,  yc  jiii?its,    unih  cheerful 

uoices, 

12  "  In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends  ; 
''  Thieves     and    adult'rers    are    thy    choien 

friends  : 
"While    the  falfe  flatt'rer    at  my  altar  wai^s, 
•'  His  harden 'd  foul  diviiie  inftruflion  hates," 
God  is  the  Judge  of  hearts  j.  no  fair  difguifes 
Canfcreen  the  guilty  when  his  vengence  rifes, 

1-3  "  Silent  I  waited  with  long  futf'ring  love; 
"  But  didft  thou  hope  that  1  ihould  ne'er  re- 
prove ? 
'*■  And  cheriiji  fuch  an  impious  thought  within, 
^'  That^  the  All-Holy  would  indulge  thy  fm  ?'* 
See,  God  appears  j  all  nature  joins  t' adore  him  : 
Judgment  proceeds,  and  [inner  s  fall  before  him, 

\\  "  Behold  my  terrours  now  ;  my  thunders  roll, 
*'-  And;  thy   own   crimes  affright    thy    guilty 

foul  ; 
*'•  Now  like  a  lion,  fhall  my  vengeance  tear 
"  Xiij;  bleeding  heart,  and  no  deliv'rer  near'* 


11-  PSALM    LI. 

jiidgm€nt   concludes ',  hell  trembles -,  heaven   re 

jokes  ; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  faints  f  with  cheerful  voices^ 

EPIPHONEMA. 

15  Sinners,  awake  betimes  ;  ye  fools  be  wife! 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife  ; 
Change. your    vain    thoughts,  your  crookeds 

works  amendj 
Fly   tO'  the  Saviour,    make    the    Judge  you 

friend ; 

Then  join,  ye  faints  ;  toake  ev'ry  cheerful  pa fion^y 
WhenChrifi  returyis^  he  conges  for  your  faiuatien^ 

prtllm    J^I'   V^  Part.   Long  Metre, 

A  penitent,  pleading  for  pardon, 

SHEW  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive, 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  Jive  ; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  fmner  trufl  in  thee  ? 

3  My  crimes  are  great  but  can't  furpafs 
The  pow'r  and  glory  of  thy  grace  : 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  boundj 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

3  O  wafnmy  foul  from  ev'ry  fin, 

And  make  my  guilty  confcience  clean  •, 
Llere  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  paft  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

j^  My  lips  with  fhame  my  fms  confefs 
Againft  thy  law,  againfl  thy  grace  ; 
Lord  fhould  thy  judgment  grow  fevere, 
I  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  fudden  vengence  feize  my  breathy 
I  muft:  pronounce  thee  juft  in  death  : 
And  if  my  foul  were  fent  to  hell, 
Thy  righteous  h;w  approves  it  well. 


PS  A  L  M     LI.  i: 

5  Vet,  fave  a  trembling  fmner,  Lord, 

Whofe  hope  flill  hov'ring  rouRd  thy  word. 
Would  light  on  fome  fweet  proniife  there. 
Some  fure  fupport  againil  defpair, 

IgXalm    LI'  24  Part.  Long  Metre, 

Original  and  ailual  fin  confejfed, 

1  T   ORD,  Lam  vile,  conceiv'd  in  lin  5 
i-i  And  born  unhely  and  unclean  ; 
Sprung  frorri  the  man  whofe  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2.  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  feeds  of  fin  grow  up  to  death  ;. 
Thy  law^  demands  a  perfcft  heart  ; 
But  we're  defil'd  in  ev'ry  part. 

2  [Great  God.  create  my  heart  anew, 
And  form  my  fpirit  pure  and  true  ; 
O  make  me  wife  betimes,  to  fpy 
My  danger  and  my  remedy.] 

4  Behold,  I  fall  before  thy  face  ; . 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  gr?.ce  : 
No  outward  forins  can  make  me  clean  j 
The  leprofy  lies  deep  within. - 

c  No  bleeditig  bird,  nor  bleeding  beaft, 
Nor  hyffop  branch,  nor  iprinkiing  prieft^ 
Nor  running  brook  J  nor  flood,  nor  fea. 
Can  Wafii  the  difmal    ilain  away, 

6  .Jefus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  powV  fufhcient  to  atone  ;" 
Thy  blnod  can  make  me  white  as  fnow,- 
No  Jev/ifh  t^'pes    could  cleanfe  me  fo, 

7  While  guilt  difturbs  and  breaks  my  pe? 
Nor  flefh  nor  fcul  hath  reft  or  eafe  ; 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pardoning  voic 
And  make  my  broken  b®nes  rejoice-. 


114  PS  ALM    Lf. 

^falmLL   3i  P^rf.  Long  Metre. 

^®e  baclijlid.tr  reflored  ;  or,   repentariCt  and  Jaiik 
hi  the  blood  of  Chriji, 

i    /^  THOU  that  hear' {I,  when  finners  cry, ' 
V-/  Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie. 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  mem'iy  from  thy  book, 

^  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  foul  averfe  to  fin  ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  prefence  from  my  heart,. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 
Cafl  out  and  banilh'd  from  thy  fight  I 
Thine  holyjoys,  my  God,  reftore, 
And.guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord^ 
Thy  help  and  cemfort  flill  afford  ; 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne 
To  plead  the  m-erits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  facrifice  I  bring  ; 

The  God  c*f  grace  will  ne'er  defpife 

A  broken  he?rt  for  facrifice. 
^  My  foul  lie«  humbled  in  the  dufl-. 

And  owns  thy  dreadful  fcntence  juft  • 

Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye,. 

And  fave  the  foul  condemned  to  die. 
7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways ; 

Sinners  {hall  learn  thy  fov'reign  grace ; 

111  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood. 

And  they  fhall  praife  a  papd'.ning  God. 
^  O  may  thy  love  infpire  my  tongue  ; 

Solvation  fhall  be  all  my  fong  ; 
And  ail  my  pow'rs  fhall  join  to  blefs 

The  LQid^  my  fixer gth  ^nd  j-i§hteowlhefs>- 


PSALM     LI,  Til 

Pfalm  LI.    ^A  P^^^-  Common  Metre. 

Oriritial  and  adiiai  fin  confej'cd  andpardoned 

t*  T    ORD,  I  woi^d  fprcad  my  ibre  diftrefs 
X-J     And  guilt  before  tkine  eyes  ; 
Ag?infl  thy  laAvs,  again  ft  thy  grace,, 
How  high  my,  crimes  ariie  ! 

2  Shouldft  thou  condemn  my  foul  to  hell, 

And  criilh  my  flefh  to  duft, 
Heav'h  would. approve  thy  vengeance  wellj 
And  earth  muft  own  it  juft. 

3  I  from  the  flock  of  Adam  came^ 

Unholy  and.  unclean  j. 
All  my  original  ic  fhame,. 
And  ail  my  nature  fm. 

4  Born  in  a  world  of  guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  breath; 
And  as  my  days  advanc'd,  I  grew 
A  juflerprey  for  death. 

5  Cleanfe  me,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  foul 

With, thy  forgiving  love.; 
O  make  my  broken  fpirit  ^whole. 
And  bid  my  pains  rem.oye. 

6  Let  not  thy  fpirit  quite  depart,. 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face  ;: 
Create  anew  my  vicious  heart, 
AndfiU  it, with  thy  grace. 
"J  Then  will  I  make   thy  mercy  known 
Before  the  fons  of  men  ; 
Back  Aiders,  {]:- all  ^ddrefsthy  tiirone^        -- 
And  turn  to  God  again. 

^felm  LI,    2d  Part,  Common  Metre: 
Repg7itance  and  faith   i?i  the  blood  gj  Chnf,i 
\  C^\  GOD  of  mercy,  heir  my  caljj. ' 
\^    My  kadscfgivilt  remove}. 


ii6^  P  S  A  LM    LIII,  LV; 

Break  down  this  fcparating. Avail 
That  bar5  me  from  thy  love, 

2  Give  me  the  prefence  of  thy  grace. 

Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  fpeak  aloud  thy  righteoufnefs,- 
And  make  thy  praife  my  fong. 

3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  llain. 

For  fin  could  e'er  atone  ; 
The  death  of  Chrift  fhall  ftill  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone,  • 

4  A  foul  oppreft  with  fin's  defert, . 

My  God  will  ne'er  defpife  ; 
A  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart/- 
Is  our  befL  facrifice*  • 

Pfalm  LUi:  Common  Metre. 
Vidory  and  deliverance  from p erf ecui ion.  ■ 
i   A  RE  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools, 
./j^-   Who  thus  devour  her  faints  ? 
Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 
And  pities  her  complaints  ? 
a  They  fhall  be  feiz'd  with  fad  furprife  ; 
For  God's  revenging  arm 
Scatters  the  b©nes  of  them  that  rife 
To  do  his  children  harm. 
3  In  vain  the  fons  of  Satan  boafc  "^ 
Of  armies  in  array  , 
V/hcn  God  has  firft  defpis'd  their  hoft^  - 
They  faU  an  eafy  prey. 
4.0  for  a  word  from  Zion's  King, 
Her  captives  to  reflore  ! 
Jacob  with  all  the  tribes  fhall  fing. 
And  judah  weep  no  more. 

Pfalm     LV.   Common  Metre. 
Support  for  the  afflitled  and  tempted/omlr 
1/^  GO  13,  my  refuge,  henr  my  cries, 
V-/     Behold  my  flowing  tears, 


PSALM     LV.  ii-j 

For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  devife. 

And  triumph  in  my  fears,    . 
1  Their  rage  is  levei'd  at  my  life, 

My  foul  with  guilt  they  load^ 
And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  ftrife^ 

To  fnake  my  hope  in  God. 
J  With  inward  pain  my  heart  fhrings  foun*^ 

I  groan  with  ev'ry  breath  ; 
Horror  and  fear  h&^et  me  round 

Among  the  fhades  of  death. 
[  O  were  1  like  a  feather'd  dove  s 

And  innocence  had  wings  ; 
I'd  fly  and  make  a  long  remove 

From  all  thefe  refblefs  things. 
Let  me  to  fome  wild  defart  go, 

And  find  a  peaceful  home  .'. 
Where  florms  of  malice  never  blo\v> 

Temptations  never  come. 
Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all^ 

To  'icaDe  the  rage  of  hell ! 
The  mighty  God,  on  whom  I  call, 

Can  fave  me  here  as  well, 

PAUSE. 

By  morning  light  I'll  feek  his  face. 

At  noon  repeat  my  cry  ; 
The  niglit  fhall  hear  me  afk  his  grace, 

Nor  will  he  long  deny, 
God  fhall  prefsrve  my  foul  from  fearj 

Or  fhield  me  when  afraid  ; 
Ten  thoufand  angels  mufl  apj?ear. 

If  he  command. th-eir  aid.. 
I  caft  my  burdens  on  the   Lord, 

The  Lord  fuft^ins  them  all ; 
My  courage  refts  upon  his  word^, 

That  faints  Tnall  never  falL, 


1:8  PSALM     LV. 

JO  My  higheft  hopes  fhall  not  be  vam^ 
My  lips  fliall  fpread  his  praife  ; 
"While  cruel  and  deceitful  men 
Scarce  live  out  half  their  days. 

Pfalm  LV.  Short  Metre. 

S anger ous  prof perity  j  or,  daily  devotion  enc9u 
.  aged, 

1  T    ET  fmners  take  their  courfe, 
JLj     And  chopfe  the  road  to  death  ;- 

But  in  the  worfhip  of  my  God 
I'll  fpend  my  daily  breath, 

2  My  thcraghts  addrefs  his  throne 
When  morning  brings  the  light ;. 

I  feek  his  blefling  cv'ry  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries.. 
O  my  eternal  God  ! 

While   finners  perifh  in  furprife^ 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod'. 

4  Becaufe  they  dwell  at  eafc. 
And  no  fad  changes  feel, 

They  neifcher  fear  nor  truft.  thy  namCy. 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

5  But  I,  with  all  my  cj^res, 
W^illlean  upon  the  Lord; 

I'll  caft  my  burdens  on  his  arm>. 
And  reft  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  fhall  well  fuftain 
The  children  of  his  love  ; 

The  ground  on  which  their  fafet)'  ftarids- 
No  canhly  pow'i'  can  move 


PSALM     LVL  419 

plaint  LVI.  Common  Metre, 

^divcrance  from  opprejion  and  faljhood  ;  err, 
God's  care,  of  his  people,  in  anfujer  tojc^h  and 
praytr., 

OTHOU,  whofe  juftice  reigns  on  high. 
And  makes  th'oppreffor  ceafe, 
Behold  how  en^'ious  Tinners  try 

To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 
The  fons  of  violence  and  lies, 

Join  to  devour  me,  Lord ; 
But  as  my  hourly  dangers  rife. 

My  refuge  is  thy  word. 
In  God  mofl  holy,  jufl  and  true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  truft ; 
Nor  will  I  rear  what  flcfe  can  do, 

The  offspring  of  the  duit. 
They  wreft  my  words  toTmifchief  ftili^ 

Charge  me  with   unknown  faults ; 
Mifchief  doth  all  their  counfeis  fill,  . 

And  malice  all  their  thoughts. 
Shall  they  efcape  without  their  frown  ? 

Mufi.  their  devices  ftand  ? 
O  caft  the  haughty  finner  down, 

And  let  him  know  thy  haj^d. 

PAUSE. 

God  counts  the  forrows  of  his  faints. 

Their  groans  ;iffeft  his  ears  ; 
Thou  haft  a  book  for  my  complaints^ 

A  bottle  for  my  tears. 
When  to  thy  throne  I  raife  ray  cry, 

The  wicked  fear  and  flee  ; 
So  fwift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  fky, 

So  near  is  God  to  me. 
In  the  moO:  holy,  juft  and  true, 

J  have  repos'd  my  truft  ;- 


420  PSALM    Lvn,  LViri, 

Nor  will  I  fesr  what  marr  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  duft. 
9  Thy  folemn  vows  zre.  on  me,  Lord 
Thou  fli^It  ixccivc  my  praife  : 
I'll  fvng,  "  How  faithful  is  thy  word; 
*'  How  righteous  all  thy  ways." 
*o  Thou  haft  f-^cur'dmy  foul  from  death, 
O  fet  a  prlfoner  free  ! 
Th?t  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath. 
May  be  employ'd  for  thee. 

ig^falm  LVIL  Long  Metre. 

Praife  for  pr  etc  cling  grace  and  truth. 

t   A  yT^  God  in  whom  are  all  the  fprings 
X  V  XOf  boundlefs  love  and  grace  unknown 
Hide  me  bcnesth  thy  fprepsding  wing?, 
'Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 

2  Up  to  the  lieav'ns  1  T^nd  my  cry, 
Jie  fends  his  angels  froiri  the  fky,    ^ 
The  Lord  will  my  delires  perform  : 
A,nd  faves  mc  from  the  threat'ning  liorm, 

3  Be  thou, exalted,  O  my  God, 
Above  the  heav'ns  where  angels  dwell; 
Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  ^^'Ivioad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wondet's  tell. 

4  My  heSrt  is  fix'd  ;  my  fong  fn-^ll  raife 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  Ibi^nd  his  praife, 
Mv  tongue  the  g'ofy  of  my  frame. 

5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 
And  rea('hes  t.<\the  utmoR  fky  : 

His  truth  to  cndlcls  years  rem>ains,  j 

When  lowei;  worlds  dilTolve  and  die.  | 

6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God,           '  j 
Above  the  keav'ns  whers  angels  dwell;  \ 


PSALM     LVIII.  ill 

Thy  pow'r  on  earth  he  knows  abroad. 
Arid  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

Pfalm  LVIIi.  Particular  Metre. 

Warning  to  Magijlrates. 
1    TUDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
J    Will  ye  defpife  the  righteous  caufe, 

When  th'injur'd  poor  before  you  ilands? 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor. 
And  let  rich  fmners  'fcape  '  fecure. 

While  gold  and  greatnefs  bribe  your  hands, 
Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew 
That  God  will  judge  the  judges  too  ? 

High  in  the  heavens  his  juftice  retgns  ; 
Vet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
And  fend  your  hold  decrees  abroad, 

To  bind  the  confcience  in  your  chainsj 

3  A  poifon'd  airow  is  your  tongue, 
Th^  arfo^v  fhai-p,  the  poifon  llrong, 

.And  death  attends  where'er  it  wounds  ; 
You  hear  no  counfels.  cries  nor  tears; 
So  the  deaf  adder  flops  her  ears 

AgaiHil  the  pov/'s  of  charming-  fourtds. 

4  Break  out  their  teeth,  eternal  God, 
Thofe  teeth  of  lions  dj'd  in  blood  ; 

And  crufh  the  ferpents  in  the  dufl ; 
As  efnpty  cha^,  when  whirlwinds  rife. 
Before  the  fweepln'g  tempeft  flies, 

So  let  their  hopes  and  names  be  lofl, 

5  Th' Almighty  thunders  from  the  fkv, 
Their  grandeur  melts,  their  titles  die 

As  hills  of  fnow  dillolVc  and  run^ 
Or  fnails  that  perifh  in  their  flime, 

i' Or  births  that  come  before  their  time^ 
Vain  births  that  never  fee  the  fan. 


yi2  PSALM     LX,  LXI. 

6  Thus  {hall  the  vengeance  of  the  LqkI 
Safety  and  joy  to  laints  afford  ; 

And  all  that  hear  fhall  join  and  fay, 
*•  Sure  there's  a  God  that  rules  on  high, 
*•  A  God  that  heats  his  children  cry, 

*•  And  will  their  fuff'rings  well  repay.'*^ 

Pf^llU  LX.   Common     Metre. 

.:Gn:a  day  oj humil-alionfor  difappQintmznis  in  wa^ 

I  X    ORD,  haft  thou  caft  the  nation  off. 

I    J     Mull  we  forever  mourn  ? 

Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  wrath  ?  j 

Shall  mercy  ne'er  return  ?         .  1 

z  The  terrour  of  one  frown  of  thine  fl 

Me>»  all  our  ftrength  away  ;_  ^  1 

Like  men  that  totter,  drunk  with  wine. 

We  ti-emble  in  difmay. 

g  Our  Zion  trembles  at  thy  ftroke, 

And  dreads  thy  lifced  hand  1 

Oh,  heal  the  people  thou  haft  broke, 

And  fave  the  finking  land. 

4  Lift  up  a  banner  in  the  field, 

For  thofe  that  fear  thy  nams ; 
Savcthy  beloved  v/ith  thy  fhiel^. 
And  put  our  foes  to  fhame. 
ft  Go  with  our  armies  to  the  fi^hit, 
*'  i^y  thineiaffifting  hand; 

•^Tis  God  that  treads  the  mighty  dowijj 
And  makes  the  feeble  ftand. 
©falm    L^L  Short  Metre. 
Sajdy  in  God. 
jV  T  THEN  overwhelm'd  with  grief, 
VV       My  heart  within  me  dies  : 
tielplefs,  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  J.  lift  mine  eyes. 


PSA  L.M'    LXIL  12^ 

2  O  lead  me  to  tiie  rock 

That's  high  above  ihy  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  v/mg;5 

I^y  {hdter^and  my  ftiade. 
g  Within  thy  prelence,  Lord, 

For  ever  I'll  abide  ; 
Thou  art  the  tow'*  of  my  defence^ 

The  refuge  where  I  hide. 
4  Thou  give  ft'  me  the  lot 

Of  thofe  that  fe?r  thy 'name  - 
If  endlefs  liffe  be  their  reward^ 

I  fnall  poffefs  the  f^me, 

PfalmLXII.  Long  Metre.- 

^"0   iru;t   ill    the   crmticres :    @r,  faith  in    divini, 

.     .  gract  and  po'zoer,    ■ 
t   TV"  /fX  ^"^^^^^  looks  to    God  alon€  ; 

1. V A~  Ivly  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne^ 

In  ail  my  fears,  in  all  my  ftrait-s, 

My  foul  on  his  falvation  waits* 
I  Truft' him,,  ye  faints,  in  all  your  ways. 

Pour  out  yout  hearts  before  his  face  •, 
I    When  helpers  fail,. and  foes  invade^ 

God  is  our  all-fu£iicient  aid* 
15  Falfe  are  the  men  of  high  degree^ 

The  bafer  fort  are  vanity  ; 

Laid  in  the  balance,  both  appear 
,    Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 
.  Mr;ke  ROt  encreafing  gokl,your  tru^, 

N-^r  fet  your  hearts  on  glitt'ringduft  ; 

Why  will  y.ou  grafp  the  fleeting  fmoke, 

A:id  not  believe  what  God  has  fpoke  ? 
1     Once  has  his  awful  voice  declared 
I    Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
I    •'  All  power  is  his  eternal  due  ; 
t  **  He  muft  be  fear'd  and  trolled  to©?'J 


124  PSALM     LXIII. 

6  F©r  fov'reign  pow'r  reigns  not  a!6fie, 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  ; 
Thy  grace  andjufticc,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  la  ft  reward. 

Jpfalm  LXIII.  Common  Metre, 

The  morning  of  a  Lord's  day, 

jT7  ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
A  J     I  hafte  to  feek  thy  face  ; 
My  thirfty  fpirit  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 
s  So  pilgrims,  on  the  fcorching  fand. 
Beneath  a  burning  fky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  ftream  at  hand, 
And  they  muft  drink,  or  die. 
g.Tve  feen  thy  glory  and  thy  pow'r, 
Through  aU  thy  temple  fhine  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  hour, 
That  vifion  fo  divine, 
4  Not  all  the  bleffings  of  a  feaft 
Gan  pleafe  my  feul  To  well,  ^ 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taAe, 
And  in  thy  prefence  dwell. 
3  Not  life  itfelf  with  all  its  joys, 
Can  my  beft  paffions  move  ; 
Or  raife  fo  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 
6  Thos  'till  my  lafh  expiring  day, 
I'll  blefs  my  God  and  King  : 
Thus  will  I  lift  piy  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  fing. 

pfalm  LXIIF.  2d  Part   Common  Metr 

Midnight  thoughts  rccoUecled,  ^ 
6nPWAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night 
4vJ.       I  thought  upon  thy  pow'r. 


1  PSA  L  M     LXIII,  ^  i-j 

I  kept  thy  lovely  face  in  fight, 

Amidft  the  darkeft  hour.  ' 

8  My  flcfh  hy.reiling  on  my  be^, 
My  foul  arofc  on  high  ;     - 
My  God  !  my  life-!,  my  hope,  I  faid_, 

Bring  thy  falvation  aigh.. 
iy  ipirit  kbours  up  thine  hiil, 
And  climbs  the  heav'nly  road  ; 
I   ■•.But  thy  right. haind  upholds  ma  ilill. 
While  i  puifue  my  God,     . 
4  Thy  mercy,  flretches  o'er  my  head 
The  fhadow  of  thy  wings  -, 
My  heart  rejoices,  in  thine  aid,. 
My, tongue  awakes  and  fmgi-. 
But  the  deftrcvers  of  my  peace 

Shall  fret  and  ra-^-i  ia  vain  ; 
The  tempter  fh^li  tor  ever  ceale, 
And  all  iny  iin.s  be  itain. 
6  Thy  fword  (hall  give  my  foes  to  deatb^ 
And  lend  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dsrk  caverns  of  the  earth. 
Or  to  the  depths  of  hell. 

Ipfalm   LXIII.  Long  Metre. 
lo^igi?!^   aftzr    God;     or^  the  l&vt  cf  God  biilcr' 

than  l^lf€.. 
1   f~^  RE  AT  God,  indulge   my  humble  claim, 
\jf.  Thou  art  my  hope,  my  jov,  my  rell  j 
The  glories  that  com poici  thy  name, 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  mske  mc  bleft. 
i>  Thc^u  great  and  good,  thou  jull  and  wife, 
Thcu  ?rt  my  .Father  and  my  God  ; 
And  I  am  thine  by  facred  ties.  : 
;     Thy  fnn.  thy  fervant,  bought  w  i:h  blood,     - 
3  With  heart  and  eyes,  and  lifted  handi- 
For  thee  I  lor^g,  to  the^  1  Icckj 
.      L   3     - 


26  PSALM    LXIIL 

As  travellers  in  thirfty  lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 
With  early  feet  I  love  t'appear 
Among  thy  faints,  and  feek  thy  face  ; 
Oftihave  I  feen  thy  glory  there, 
And  felt  the  pow'r  of  fov'ieign  grace. 
Not  fruits,  nor  wines  that    tempt  our  taftCj  j 
Nor  all  the  joys  ourfenfes  know, 
Could  make  ma  fo  divinely  bleft, 
Or  raife  my  cheerful  pafiion  fo. 
My  life  itfelf,  without  thy  love 
No  tafte  of  pleafure  could  afford; 
'Twould  but  a  tirefome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banifn'd  from  the  Lord. 
Amidft  the  wakeful  hours  ef  night, 
When  bufy  cares  afflift  my  head, 
One  thought  of  thee  f.ives  new  delight 
And  adds,  refrefhment  to  my  bed. 
i  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raife  my  voice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praife; 
This  work  fl-ia!l  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  fpend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

Pfalm  LXIII.   Short  Metre, 
Seeking  God. 
3IV  yTY  God,  permit  my  tongue 
i-VA     This  joy  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
And  let  my  early  cries. prevail 
To  tafte  thy  love  divine. 

2  My  thirfty,  fainting  foul 
Thy  mercy  does  implore  ; 

Not  travellers  in  deDrt  knds 
Can  pant  for  water  more, 

3  \¥ithin  thy  churches,  Lord, 
I  long  to  find  my  place, 

("hy  pow'r  and  glory  to  behold, 
And  frel  thy  quick'ning  ^race. 


PS.  A  LM     LXV,  127 

^  For  life,  without  thy  love, 

No  relifli  can  affoird  ; 
No  joy  can  be  compar'd  with  this. 

To  fsrve  and  pleafe  the  Lord, 

5  To  thee  I  lift  my  hands, 
And  praife  thee  while  I  live  ; 

Not  the  rich  dainties  of  a  feafl    ^ 
^  "^^    Such  food  or  pleafure  give, 

6  In  wakeful  hours  of  night,   . 
I  call  my  God  to  mind  ; 

I  think  how  wife  thy  xounfels  are^ 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 

7  Since  thou  haft  been  my  help, 
To  thee  my  fpirit  flies, 

And  on  thy  watchful  providence     . 

My  cheerful  hope  relies. 
S  The  fkadow  of  thy  wings 

My  foul  in  fafety  keeps  : 
1  follow  where  my  Father  leads. 

And  he  fupports  my    fteps, 

jpfalm  LXV.  ij  Part.  Long  Metre, 

Public  prayer   and  praife» 

THE  praife  of  Zion  waits  for  thee, 
My  God ',  aad  praife  becomes  thy  houfe} 
There  fhall  thy  faints  thy  glorv  fee. 
And  there  perform  thy  public  vows. 
O  thou  whofe  mercy  bends  the  fkies. 
To  fave  ^vhen  humble  fmiiers  pray, 
All  In  is  to  thee  fhall  lift  their  eyeSj 
And  idandsof  the  Northern  fea, 
I  Againft  my  wil4  my  hns  prevail,   ■ 
But  grace  fhall  puree  av/ay  their  ftaifij  -  , 
The  blood  of  Chrift  will  never  fail 
To  wv'-fh  my  garme«ts  wliite  a^ain. 


.^^B    :  ?  S  A  L  M     LXv^. 

4  Bleft  is  the  man  whom  thou  fhalt  choofe, 
And  give  him  kind  accefs  to  thee  ; 
Give  him  a  place  within  thy  laoufe, 
To  tafte  thy  leve  divinely  free. 

?AtJSE. 

5  Let  Bi.hel  fear  when  Z ion  prays  * 
Babel  prepare  for  long  .diftrefs, 
When  Zion's  God  himfeif  arrays 
In  terrour  and  in  righteoufnefs. 

S  Whh  dreadful  glory,  God  fulfils 
What  his  afHiflLed  faints  requeil  : 
And  with  alsnighty  wrath  reveals 
His  love,  to  give  his  churches  refl. 

7  Then  iliall  the  flocking  nations  run 
To  Zion's  hilly  and  own  their  Lord  j 
The  rifmg  and  the  fetting  fun, 
Shall  fee  the  Saviour's  name  ador'd, 

praim   LXV/2JP*r?.  Long  Metre.   : 

Dxviwt  providence  in   cir,  earth   andfea ;  or,  tm 
^'         God  of  nature  and.  grace,,    . 

1   *TPHE  God  of  our  falvation  hears 

JL     The  groans  of  Zion  mix'd  with  tears, 
Yet  when  he  comes,  wi  ih  k  ind  defigns, 
Through  all  the  way  his  terrour  i.hines» 

■^:  On  hira  the  race- of  ni^n  depends,,    , 
Far  as  tlvc  earth's  remoteftenc'sj  ,•. 
Where  the  Creator's  name  is  known,     , 
By  nature's  feeble  light  alone*-.  , 

3  Sailors  that  travel,  o'er  the  floovl,     , 
Addrefs  their  frighted  fo.^ls  to  God  : 
When  terapeO.s  rage;  and  billows  roar, 
At  dreadful  diflance  fr*m  the  fhcjc. 

.^  j^Ie  bids  the  noify  tempe-1:  cccfr, 

lie  cairns  the  raging  croud  to  peace  ;     ; 
When  a  tvimultuous  nation  raves, 
W'Ed.as  the  Y/in.ds%.  and ,; loud  cs  wav-**    -. 


PSALM     LXV..  li^ 

Whole  kingdoms  fliakcn  by  the  ftormj 

He  fettles  in  a  peaceful  form  ; 

Mountaias  efiablifli'dby  his  hand 

Firm  on  their  old  foundation  ftandi. 
>  Behold  his  enfigns  fweep  the  fky, 

New  comets  bla^e^and  lightnings  fly  ; 

The  Heathen  lands  with  iwift  furprife, 

From  the  bright  horrours  turn  their  eyes  t 
J  At  his  command  the  morning  ray 

Smiles  in  the  eaft^  and  leads  the  day  ; 

He  guides  the  fun's  declining  wheels, 

Over  the  tops  of  weftern  hills. 

I  Seafons  and  times  obey  his  voice, 
The  ev'ning  and  the  morn  rejoice 
To  fee  the  earth  made  foft  with  ibow'rSj. 
Laden  with  fruit,  and  drefs'd  in  flow'rs. 

^  'Tis  from  his  wat'ry  tlores  on  high, 
He  gives  the  thirlty  ground  fupply  ; 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  difpenfe. 

JO  The  defart  grows  a  fruitful  field, 
Abundant  food  the   vallies  yield  : 
The  vallies  fiiout  with  cheerful  voice,. 
And.neighb'iing  hills  repeat  their  joys,. 

II  The  paflures  fmile  in  green  array  ; 
There  lambs  and  larger  catt'.e  pljy  ; 
The  b.rger  cattle  and  the  lamb, 
Each  ii-i  his  language,  fpeak  thy  name. 

12  Thy-works  pronounce  thy  pow'r  divine  ;,, 

O'er  ev'ry  field  thy  glories  Qriine  ; 

Through  ev'ry  month  thy  gifts  appear  ; 

Great  God  !  thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year, 
Pfalm  LXV.  1/  Part,   Coi-nmon    Metre, 

A  prayer  hearing  God.  or  the  Gentiles  called, 

PRAISE  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee^ 
There  Ihall  our  vows^  be  paid  s 


*ga  PS  ALM    LXV: 

Thou  haft  an  ear  when  finners  pray^ 

All  flefh  fliallfeek  thine  aid, 
t  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail,  \ 

But  pard'ning  grace  is  thine,  I 

And  thou  wilt  grant  us  pow'r  and  ikill 

To  conquer  ev'ry  fin. 

3  Bleft  are  the  men  whom  thou^vilt  choofe,.. 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face, 
Give  them  a  dwelling. in  thine  houfe, 
To  feaft  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  anfw'ring  what  thy  church  requefts, 

Thy  truth  and  terrour  fhine, 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteoufnefs. 
Fulfil  thy  kind  dcfign, 

5  Thus  {hall  the  wond'ring  nations  fee 

The  Lord  is  good  and  jufl ;  . 
And  diftant  iflands/ly  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  truH:. 

6  They  dread  thy  glitt'ring  tokens,  Lord,-.. 

When  fignii  in  heav*n  appear: 
But  they  fh^ll  learn  thy -holy  word,  . 
And  love,    as  well  as  iear„.^ 

pfallU    LXV.  2(1  Part.  Common  Metre, 
Th€  projidence  of  God,  in  air,  earth  andfia  ; 
or  ihe  bUftng  of  rain, 
t  V  2  TS  by  thy  ftrength  the  mountains  (land^ 
X       God  of  eternal  po v/'r  ! 
The  tea  grows  calm  at^thy  command, 
And  tcmpeftsceafc  to  roar. 
3  The  morning  light  and  ev'ning  fhado 
SucC'C {five  comforts -briag  ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvcO:  g'ad. 

Thy  (low'rs  adorn  the  fpring. 
Seafons  and  ti'mes,  and  moons  and  hours,-'    . 
Heav'n,  earth ^nd  air  ,are  thine,;. 


PSALM     LXV.         '-  i^c 

'When  clouds  diftill  in  fruitful  fhow'rs, 
The  author  is  divine. 
4  Thofe  vvandTing  cifterns  in  the  fk}^^ 
Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
Withwat'ry  treafur^s  :  well  iupply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 
§  The  thirfty  ridges  drink  their  fill. 
And  ranks  of  corn  appear  ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  ble {Tings  ftill. 
Thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 

IPfalm  LXV.  zdPt,  Com.  Metre. 

Thz  bUjingscfthcfpring:  or^  God  gives  raino 
A  Ffalm  for  the  hufbandman. 

GOOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'nly  King, 
Who  makes  the  earth  his  care  ; 
Vifits  the  paftures  ev'ry  fpring, 
And  bids  the  grafs  appear. 
s  The  clouds,  like  rivers  rMs'd  on  high. 
Pour  out  at    his  command, 
Their  w.at'ry  ble  flings  from  the  fky. 
To  cheer  the  thirfty  land. 
o  The  foftenM  ridges  of  the  held. 
Permit  the  corn  to  fpring  ; 
The  vallies  rich  provifion  yioid^ 

Aod  the  poor  laborers  fir.g. 
The  little  hills,  on  ev'ry  hde, 

Rejoice  at  falling  fiiovv'r?, 
The  meadows  drefs'd  in  all  their  pridej 
Perfume  the  air  with  flow'rs, 
5  The' barren  clods  refrefli'd  with  rain,. 
Promife  a  joyful  crop  ; 
The  parched  grounds  look  green  again. 
And  raife  the  reaper's  hope. 
B  The  various  months  tky  goodnefs  CT^wns, 
.How  bounteous  are  thy  ways! 


122  PSALM     LXVI. 


[etrl 


llhe  bleating  flocks  fprcad  o'er  the  downi 
AndAepherds  fhout  ihy  praife. 

pfalmLXVI.  1/  P^r^  Com.Metr 

^Governing  power  and  goodnefs  ;  or,  our  grace  tri 
by  aJfliEHons, 

1  O  ING  all  yc  nations  to  the  Lord,  ' 
k3      Sing  with  a  joyful  noife  ; 
With  melody  of  found  record 

His  honours,  and  your  joys. 

2  Say  to  the  pow'r  that  fhakes  the  fky, 

"  How  terrible  art  thou ! 
"  Sinners  before  thy  prefence  fly, 
*'  Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow." 

3  [Come  fee  the  wonders  of  oi/r  God-, 

How  glorious  are  his  ways  ! 
In  Mofes'  hand  he    puts  his  rod, 
And  cleaves  tivc  frighted  feas. 

4  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 

While  Ifrael  pafs'd  the  flood; 

There  did  the  church  begin  th«'>  joy. 

And  triumph  in  their  Gof^,  • 

§  He  rules  by  his  refiftlefs  nc^fX  .- 

Will  rebel  mortals  d^re 

Provoke  th'eternal  to  the  fight, 

And  tempt  that  dreadful  war  ? 

6  O  ble>fs  our  God,  and  never  ccafc, 

Ye  faints,  fulfil  his  praife  : 

He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 

And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

.7  Lord,  thou  ha^  prov'd  our  fufi:'riiig  foul; 

To  make  our  graces  fliine  ; 

So  filver  bears  the  bui-ning  coals, 

The  metal  to  refine. 

%  Through  wat'ry  deeps  and  fiery  waySy     ^ 

W^  march  nt  thy  command, 


PSALM     LXVI,  LXVIL  13^ 

'.lied  to  pofTefs  the  promis'd  place, 
.By  thine  unerring  hand. 

g>falm  LXVI.  2d  Ft.  Com.  Metre. 

I  Praije  to  God  for  hearing  prayer. 

NOW  fhall  my  folemn  vows  be  paid 
To  that  ?lmighty  pow'r, 
That  heard  the  long  requests  I  made 
In  my  diftreisful  hour. 
-   My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 
To  make  his  mercies  known  ; 
Come  ye  that  fear  my  C6d,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 
■:  When  on  my  head  huge  forrows  feU, 

i  lought  his  hcav'nly  aid  ; 
■  He  fav'd  my  finking  foul  from  hell, 
And  death's  eternal  fhade. 
If  fm  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart 

While  pray'r  employ 'd  my '  tongue, 

The  Lord  had  fhewn  me  no  regard 
Kor  I  his  praifes  fung.  ' 

[But  God,  his  name  be^'ever  bleft 
Has  fet  my  fpirit  free  ;  ' 

I^or  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  requeft- 
Nor  turn'd  his  he.n  from  me.f        ' 

JPfalm  LXVIL   Common  Metre. 

^^lio^sprofperity,  and  the  churck ,  increa^, 

g..INE   mighty  God,  on  '^  Zion"  f^^ef  * 

^    ^^/th  beams  of  heav'nly  grace; 

:^  ^eve^  thy  pow'r   through  ilf  thy  coafts 
And  {hew  thy  fmi]in<r  face 

Amidftour  -'  realm"  exalted*  hi.h, 
Do  t.Gu,  our  glory,  frand,       ^' 
Whke  a  wall  of  guardian  fire, 
-urround  the  fay'dte  iandn 
M  -^ 


,34  PSALM     LXVIII.         ^ 

Q  When  {hall  thy  name  from  Ihore  to  fliore^ 
Sound  all  the  earth  abroad. 
And  diftant  nations  knovv'  and  love, 
Their  Saviour  and  their  Godf 
A  Sin^  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands, 
^       SW  loud  with  folemn   voice  ; 

Whik  thankful  tongues  er.alt  his  praife, 

And  grateful  hearts  rejoice.^ 
He,  the  great  Lord,  the  fov'reign  Judge, 

That  iits  enthron'd  above, 
Wifely  commands  the  worlds  he  made, 
Ih  iuftice  and  in  love. 
^  Earth  (hall  obey  her  Maker's  will, 
;        And  yield  a  full  mcreafe  ; 

Our  God  ^vill  crowfl  his  chofen      Vand 
With  fruitfulnefs  and  peace. 
n  God  the  Redeemer  fcatters  round 
'       His  chokeft  favours  here, 
While  the  creation's  utmoft  bound 
Shall  fee,  adore,  and  fear. 

jg)falmLXVlM.  1/  Part,  Long  Me 

Thi  vmgmct  and  Q^mpajjion  of  God, 

1    r^OD  ^villarifeiIl  ^^''^fl^-u 
Ij   And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flgh 

^fooke  which  fought  to  cloud  the  lla 
Before  the  rifing  tempeft  ^^^^^^ 
o  He  comes  array'd  m  burning  flames, 
^    luft'ceandvelg^nce  are  his  name.; 
Behold  his  fainting  foes  expire 
Like  melting  wax  before  the  fire.  . 

^  Heriresand^hunders  through  the  fk; 
^  5ts  name  jbhovah  /ound.  on  high  ;1 
Qin2  to  his  name,  ye  fons  of  ^lace, 
^e  faints  rejoice  before  his  face. 


PSALM     LXVIIL  t$B 

The  widow  and  the  fatherlcfs 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  fnarp  diftrefs ', 
in  him  the  poor  and  helplefs  find 
A  Judge  that's  juft,  a  Father  kind. 
He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chai'Hj 
And  prif'ners  fee  the  light  again  ; 
But  rebels   that  difpute  his  will, 
Shall  d-^^ell  in  chaias  and  darknefs  ftiil, 

PAUSE. 

Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong  ; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  fong  ; 
His  wond'rous  names  and  pow'rs  rehearfe, 
His  honours  fiiall  enrich  your  verfe. 
He  fhakes  the  heav'ns  with  loud  alarms; 
How  terrible  is  God  in  arms  ! 
In  Ifr'el  arc  his  mercies  known, 
Ifr'el  is  his  peculiar  throne. 
I  Ptoclaim  him  K  i  n  g  ,  pronounce  him  blel^. 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  yeftj 
When  terrors  rife,  and  nation*  faint, 
God  is  the  fhrength  of  ev'ry  faint. 

Ptulm  LXVni.    2d  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Chrijt's  afccnjion.  and  the  ^ift  of  thi  Spirit, 

LORD,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high, 
.  Ten  thoufand  angels  fiU'd  the  fky  ; 
Thofe  heav'nly  guards  around  thee  waitj 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  ftate. 
Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  wa?  there  5 
While  he  pronounc'd  his  dreadful  law. 
And  ftruck  the  chofen  tribes  with  awe. 
How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell. 
When  the  rebellioifS  pow'rs  of  kell,. 


J36  PSALM     LXVIIL 

That  thoufand  fouls  had  captive  made.> 
Were  all  in^chains  like  captives  led. 
4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  lent  the  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

Pfatm  LXVIIL  3i^  Part.  Long  Metre 

Fraifz  for    temporal   bUjJings  \  m,   common   and 
Jpiritual  mercies.  ' 

1  "^TlZ^  blefs  tha  Lord,  the  jufc  and  good, 

V  V  Who  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food, 
Wh©  pours  his  blcflings  from  the  fkies, 
And  lo?-ds  our  days  with  rich  fupplies. 
2.  He  fends  the  fun  his  circuit  rounci, 

To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  ; 
He  bids  the  clouds  with  pVcnteous  rain, 
Refrefh  the  thirfly  earth  again. 

2  'Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  all  our  near  efcapes  from  death  ; 
Safetv  and  health  to  God  belong  ; 

He  helps  the  weak,  and  guards  the  flrong, 
4  He  makes  the  laint  and  hnner  prove 

The  common  bleffiings  of  his  love  ; 

But  the  wide 'difference  that  remains, 

Is  endlefs  joys,  or  endieB  pains. 
^   The  Lord,  that  bruis'd  the  i'erpent's  head. 

On  all  the  fcrpent's  feed  fhall  tread  ; 

The  ilubborn  fmner's  hope  confound, 

And  fmite  hiiTi  with  a  ladin^  wound. 
6  But  his  right  hand  his  faints  ihall  raife 

From  the  deep  earth  or  deeper  feas ; 

And  b.ring  them  to  his  courts  above, 

There  fhall  they  taflf  his  fpecii^i  love. 


P  S  A  L  M     LXIX.  137 

IpfallH    LXIX.    \Jl  Ft,  Common  Metrcw 

ThefufftringscJChrijlJor  our  Jalvation. 

1  •'  Q  AVE  me,  O  Lordj  the  fwelling  floods 

k5      "  Break  in  upon  my  foul ; 
'•  I  fink  ;  and  forrows  o'er  my  headj 
'•  Like  mighty  waters  roll. 

2  ''  I  cry  'till  all  my  voice  be  gone, 

'•  In  tears  Lwafte  the  day  i- 
'•  My  God,  behokl  m,y  longing  eyes, 
'•  And  fhorten  thy  delay. 
Q.  "  They  hate  my  foul  without  a  caufe, 
"  And  ftill  their  number  grows 
"  More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head, 
'*  And  mighty  are  my  foes. 
^  ''•  'Twas  when  I  paid  that  dreadful  debt 
-    "  Which  men  could  never  pay, 
"  And  gave  thofe  honours  to  thy  law 
*'•  Which  fmners  took  away." 
g     Thus  in  the  great  Mcffiah's  na-me. 
The  royal   Prophet  mourns  ; 
.  Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief. 
And  gives  us  joy  by  turni. 
6  '*  Now  {hall'the  faints  rejoice  and  find' 
'•  Salvation  in  thy  nam.e  ; 
*^  For  I  have  borne  t^eir  heavy  load 
'•'  Of  forrow,  pain  and  fhame. 
•^  ''  Grief,  like  a  garment,  cloth'd  m.e  round, 
'-"  A.nd  fackcloth  vvras  my  dref-;, 
"  While  I  procur'd  for  naked  fouls 
'•  Arobe  ofrighteoufnefs,., 
S  *'  Among  my-  brethren  and  the  Jews, 
'•  %.  like  a  ftranger  fl©od, 
'^  And  bore  their  vile  reproach,  to  bring; 
*•  The  Gentiles  nsjir  to  God, 
M  2.- 


13^-  PSALM    LXrx. 

9  "I  came,  irx  finful  mortals'  ftead, 

"  To  do  my  Father's  will ; 
''  Yet  when  I  cleans 'd  my  Father's  houfe, . 
''  They  fcandaliz'd  my  zeal, 

10  ''My  fading  and  my  holy  groans 

"  Were  made  the  drunkard's  fong  ; 
"  But  God,  from  his  celeftial  throne, 
'•  Heard  my  complaining. tongue, 

11  "  He  fav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  deep 

"  Nor  let  my  foul  be  drown'd  ; 
"  He  rais'd  and  fix'd  my  finking  feet 
'•  On  well  eftablifh'd  ground, 

12  "  'Twas  in  a  mo  ft  accepted  hour 

'•  My  pray'r  arofe  on  high  : 
"  And,  for  my  fake,  my  God  fhall  hear 
'•  The  dying  fmners  cry." 

JPfalm  LXIX.  2i  Part,  Common  Metr^ 

Tht  pafion  and,  exaltation  of  Chrifl, 

1   IVTOVV  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear, 
X\|      And  mournful  pleafure  fing 
The  fuff'rings  of  our  great  High  rrieft^ 
The  forrows  of  our  King. 
a  He  finks  in  floods  ©f  deep  diftrefe  ; 
How  high  the  waters  rife  ! 
While  to  his  heav'nly  Father's  ear 
He  fends  perpetual  cries. 
Q  '*  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  Son^ 
"  Nor  hide  thy  fliining  f^.ce  ; 
''  Why  fhould  thy  fav'rite  look  like  on-s 
*'  Forfaken  of  thy  grace  ? 
A  "  V/ith  rage  they  pcrfecute  the  man, 
"  That  groans  beneath  thy  woundj 
«J  While  for  a  farrifice,  I    pour 
*'  My  life  upon,  the  grounds 


PSALM     LXIX..  13^ 

"  Hiey  tread  my  honour  to  the  duil, 

'•  And  laugh  when   I  complam  ; 
^\  Their  fharp  infulting  flanders  add 

'•   Frefl"!  anguiHi  to  my  pain. 
"  All  my  reproach  is  knov/n  to  thee. 

^-  The  fcandal  and  the  fhame  ; 
'•  Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  hearty  , 

"  And  lies  defil'd  my  name, 
"  I  Icok'd'for  pitv,  but  in  vain  %  . 

"  Ivlv  kindred  are    my  grief, 
*•  I  aik^my  friends  for  comfort  round, 

"  But  meet  with  no  lelief. 
"  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirft^ 

"  They  give  me  gall  for  food; 
*'  And.  fporting  with  my  dying  groanSj- . 

"  They  triumph  in  ray  blood, 
"  Shine  into  my  diilrefied  fo"u], 

"  Let  thy  compaffion  fave  ; 
"  And,  tho'  my  flefh  fmk.down  to  deathj 

'^  R^edeem  it  from  the  grave. 
>  "  I  fhall  arife  to  praife  thy  name, 

"  Shall  reign  in  worlds  unknown 
*'  And  thy  falvation,  O  my  God, 
''  Shall  feat  me  on  thy  throne.'^ 

Pfalm  LXIX.   2,^  Part.    Com.  Metre. 

yhri/i's  oUdience   and  death;    or,  God  glorijitd.^\ 
and  finnen  fave  d 

FATHER,  Lfmg  thy  wond'rous  graces . 
I  blefs  my  Saviour's  name  ; 
He  bought  falvation  for  the  poor, . 

And  bore  the  fmner's  fhame. 
His  deep  diflrefs  has  rais'd  us  highy 

His  duty  and  his  zeal, 
FulfiU'd.  the  law  v/hich  mortals  brokey. 
-  Aad  nniih'd  all  thy  will,. 


140  PSALM     LXIX, 

3  His  dying  gr®ans,  his  living  fongs 

Shall  better  pleafe  my  God, 
Than  harp  or  trumpet's  folemn  found j. 
Than  goat's  or  bullock's  blood. 

4  This  ihall  his  humble  foU'wers  fee, 

And  fet  their  hearts  at  reft  ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee. 
And  live  forever  bleft. 

5  Let  hcav'n  and  all  that  dv/ell  on  high^ 

To  God  their  voices  raife  -, 
While  lands  and  feasaffift  the  Iky, 
And  join  t'advance  his  praife, 

6  Zion  is  thine,  mod  holy  God ; 

Thy  Son  fhall  blefs  her  gates  : 
And  glory  purchas'd  by  his  blood, 
For  thine  own  Lfrael  waits, 

g)falm  LXIX.  \JlPfirt.  Long  Meti 
ChrijVs  pajton  and  Jinncrs^  ftLlvation, 

1    T^EEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
JL/   The  deeper  forrows  of  our  Lord  ; 
Behold  the  rifing  billows  roll, 
To  overwhelm  his  h^ly  foul. 

2-  In  long  complaints  he  fpenels  his  breatl 
While  hofts  of  hell  and  pow'rs  of  death, 
And  all  the  fons  of  malice  join 
To  execute  their  curft  defign. 

^  Y«t,  gracious  Cod.  thy  pow'r  and  love 
Have  made  the  curfe  a  blefllng  prove  ; 
Thofe  dreadful  faff 'rings  of  thy  Son 
Aton'd  for  fms  which  wc  had  done. 

4  The  pangs  of  ©ur  expiring   Lord, 
The  honours  of  thy  law  reftor'd  ; 
His  forFDws  made  thy  juftice  known^ 
/i  nd  paid  for  follies  not  his  ow  n. 


P  S  A  L  M;    LXrX.  1-41 

O  for  his  fake  our  guilt  forgive. 
And  let  the  mourning  Tinner  live  : 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  fhall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  fhame. 

l^falm  LXIX.    2d  Part,  Long  Metre. 

Chriji' s  fu-f-erings  and  zeal, 

?'T^WAS  for  our  fake,  eternal  God, 

X     Thy  Son  fuftaii-i'd  that  heavy  load. 
Of  bafc  reproach,  and  for®  difgrace, 
And  fliame  defil'd  his  facred  face. 
The  Jews,  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  man  that  check 'd  their  fin  i 
While  he  fulfiri'd  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  v/ithout  a  caufe, 
[•'  My  Father's  houfe  I'faid  he  )  was  made - 
*'  A  ph'ce  for  worfliip,  not  for  tiade  ;" 
xThen  lc:-tt'ring  all  their  gold  and  brafs, 
He  fcourg'd  the  merchants  from  the  place.J 
|.  fZeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God, 
Confam'd  his  life,  expos'd  his  blood;. 
Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown, 
Kc  felt,  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own,] 
[J-Iis  friends  forfook,  his  foU'v/ers  fled. 
While  foes,  and  arm.s  furround  his  head  ; 
They  cuife  hini  with  a  fiand'rous  tongue, 
And  the  faUt  iudge  maintains^  the  wrong.'] 
j  His  life  they,  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  his  lips.v.uch  biafphemies; 
They  nail  him  to  the  iliameful  tree  : 
There  hung  the  m.an  that  dy'd  for  me. 
[Wretches,  with  hearts  as  har^  as  ffoneSj  , 
Infult  his  piety  and  groans  ; 
Gsli  ^'/as  the  food  they  gave  him  there^ 
A;id  niQck'd  his  thirll  with  vinegcii.] 


J42  PSALM     LXXI. 

S  But  God  beheld ;  and  from  his  throne, 
Marks  out  the  men  who  hate  his  Son  ; 
The  hand  which  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 
Shall  pour  forth  vengeance  on  their  head. 

PIa!in  LXXI-   ij  P/.Com.   Metre. 

The  a^td  faint's  ref.cElwn  and  hope, 

i   IV /fY  God,  my  everlafting  hope, 
JLVJL     I  live  upon  thy  truth  ; 
Thy  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  (Irengthen'd  all  my  youth. 
2  My  flefh  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  pew'r, 
With  all  thefe  limbs  of  mine  ; 
And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour 
I've  been  entirely  thine, 
2  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  feen 
Repeated  ev'ry  year  •, 
Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trud  to  them,  thy  care. 

4  Caft  me  not  off  when  ftrength  declines^ 

When  hoary  hairs  arife  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  Ihine, 
Whene'er  thy  fervant  dies. 

5  Thep  in  the  hift'ry  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  ev'ry  page, 
In  e^v'ry  line  thy  praife. 

pfalm   LXXI  2d  Pt.  Com.  Metre^ 

Ckrif:  our  f:rength  and^righteoufnefs, 

1  "\  yf  Y  Saviour,  my  almighty  friend, 
IVl     When  I  begin  thy  praife, 
Where  will  the  grewing  numbers  end^- 

The  numbers  of  t wy  grace  1 

2  Thou  art  m.y  everlafting  trufl. 

Thy  goodnefs  I  adore  j 


PS  A  L  M     XXXI  i'43 

Andj  fine©  I  knew  thy  graces  fir^, 
1  {peak  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  feet  fhall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celeftial  roadj 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  ilrengtfe. 
To  fee  my  Father  God^ 

4  When  I  am  fiU'd  with  fore  diftrefs 

For  fome  furprifisg  fm, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfe£b  righteoufnefsj 
And  menUon  none  but  thine. 
K  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 
The  vifii'ries  of  my  King  ! 
My  foul,  redeem'd  from  fm  andhell. 
Shall  thy  falvation  fing, 
6  [My  tongBie  fhall  all  the  day  proclaim 
My  Saviour  and  my  God, 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  fliame^ 
And  drown'd  them  in  his  blood. 
->]  Awake,  awake;  my  ttaieful  pow'rS  ; 
With  this  delightful  fong 
I'll  entertain  the  darkeft  hours. 
Nor  think  the  feafon  long. J 

IPfalm  LXXI.  2JPt  .Com.  Metre. 

The  agtd  chrifiian's  prayer  and  fong  j  er,  old  agi^ 
death,  and  the  refurreSiion. 

^   /'^  OD  of  my  childhood,  and  my  yontkj 
\J     The  guide  of  all  my  davs, 
I  have  declar'd  thy  heav'nly  truth, 

And  told  thy  wond'rous  ways. 
Wilt  thou  forfake  Hiy  hoary  hairs, 

And  Ieav«  my  fainting  heart  ? 
Who  fhall  fuftain  my  finking  years, 

If  God  my  ftrength  depart? 
3  Let  me  thy  pow'r  and  tr^th   prodaim 

To  the  furvivkig  age,  - 


144  PSALM     LXXII. 

And  leave  the  favor  ef  thy  name. 
When  I  Ihall  quit  the  ftage. 

4  The  land  of  filence  ajid  of  death 

Attends  my  next  rcmeve  ; 
O  may  thcfe  poor  remains  of  breath 
■Teach  the  wide  world  thy  lovel 

PAUSE. 

5  Thy  righteoLifncfs  is  deep  and  high, 

Unfearchable  thy  deeds ; 
Thy  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  Iky, 
And  all  my  praife  exceeds. 

6  Oft  have 'I  heard  thy  threat'nings  roar. 

And  oft  endur'd  the  grief; 
But  when  thy  hand  has  preft  me  fore, 
Thy  grace  was  my  relief. 

7  By  long  experience  have  I  known 

Thy  fov 'reign  pcw'r  to  fave  ; 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave. 

8  When  I  lie  bury'd  deep  in  dafl., 

My  flcih  (hall  be  thy  care  ; 
Thefe  with'ring  limbs  with  thee  I  trufl, 
To  raife  them  ftrong  and  fair. 

IPfalm  LXXII.    1/    Part,  Long  Metre 

Thz  kingdom   of  Chrijl, 

1  /^  RE  AT  God,  whofe  univerfal  fway 
VjT  The  known  and  unknov/n  worlds  obcyj 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  pow'r.  exalt  his  throne. 

2  Thy  fceptre  v%''ell  becomes  his  hands, 
All  heav'n  fubmits  to  his  commands  ;     , 
Hisjuftice  fhsll  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rgge  prevail  no  more. 

3  With  pow'r  ho  vindicrtes  the  jufl, 
And  treads  th'op.preiiors  in  the  dufl ; 


PS  A^L  M     LJCXII.  1^ 

His  worfhip  and  his  fear  fhali  lafl, 
'Till  hours,  ami  years,  and  timr.  be  pail. 
As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  fhall  he  fend  his  influence  down  : 
-His  grace  on  fainting  fouls  diftills 
Like  heav'nly  dew  on  thirfty  hills. 
The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  fhades  of  overfpreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  firfl  ciawning  light, 
And  defarts  biofTom  at  the  fight. 
The  faints  fhall  flourifh  in  his  days, 
Dreft  in  the  robes  of  joy  a^d  praife  j 
Peace,  like  a  river,  frOiTi  Jii^  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

pMm  LXXII.  2d  Ft,  Long  Metre. 

ChrijVs  Kingdom  among  th^    Gentiles, 
ESUS  fhall  reign  where'er  the  fun 

,  ^     Does  his  fucceffive  journies  run  ; 

I  His  kingdom  ftretch  from  fhore  to  fhore, 

I  Till  mo&ns  fhall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

i  [Behold  thQ  iflands,  with  their  kings, 
And  Europe  her  befl  tribute  brings  ; ' 
From  North  to  South  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 
There  Perfia,  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India  fhines  in  eaftem  gold  : 
And  bt/rbarous  nations  at  his  word 
Submit^  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lords'^ 
For  him  fhall  endlefs  pray'r  be  made,     ' 
And  praifes. throng  to  crown  hi£  head  ; 
His  name  like  fv/eet  perfume  Thai!  rife'  • 
With  ev'ry  morning  fscrifice. 
People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  fweeteft  fong  : 
N 


Ij 


14$  P  S  A  L  M     LXXrU. 

And  inr--;r.t  voices  lliall  proclaim 
Their  early  bleffings  on  his  name. 

6  BhtOings  abound  where'er  he  reigr.s, 
The  prif'ner  Icrips  to  locfe  his  chains; 
The  weary  find  eternal  reft, 
And  ail  ihc  fons  of  want  are  bleft. 

«7   rWliere  he  difplays  his  healing  pow'r, 
iDeath  xind  the  curfe  are  known  no  more  : 
In  him  the   tribes  of  Adam  boaft, 
More  bleiTmgs  than  their  father  loft. 

8   I.ct  ev'ry  creature  rife  and  bring, 
Teculiar  honours  to  their  king  : 
Angels  dcfcen.f  with  fongs  again, 
And  e:.rth  repeat  the  long  Amcnj] 

pfalm  LXXill.    ij}   Part.    Com.   Met 

AJIicled  faints    happy,    and  profptrous    fnn 
curfed, 

1  "^TO"^^  I'"^  convinc'd  the  Lord  is  kind 
i.N      To  meri  of  heart  fmcere. 

Yet  once  my'foolifli  thoughts  repin'd, 
And  borderd  on  dcfpair. 

2  I  £;riev'd  to  fee  the  wicked  thrive, 

And  fpoke  with  angry  breath, 
"  How  plcafi^nt  and  prophane  they  live! 
*•  How  peaceful  is  their  death  ! 

3  "  With  well  fed  fieflr  and  haughty  eves 

'•  Thcv  lay  their  fears  to  lleep  ; 
"  A^'^ainft  the  hcav'ns  their  fian.ders  i/*fe. 
"  While  faints  infilence  wrcp, 
^  "  In  vi^in  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 

'•*  And  cic?nfe  my  heart  in  vain,  V 

''  For  I  am  ch'aften'd  all  tlic  day.  '^\ 

'•'  The  night  i;enews  my  pain."  vji 

^  Yet  while  my  tongue  indulg'd  coir.plaints^ 

I  felt  my  herrt  reprove;  i 

J 


FSALM     LXXIIL  147 

*<  Sure  I  fiiall  thus  offend  thy  faintSj 
*•  And  grieve  the  men  I  love.'* 
6  But  ftill  1  found  my  doubts  too  hs-pd, 
Tlic  conflict  too  fevere, 
'Till  I  retired  to  fearch  thy  wdrdj 
And  le?rn  thy  fc-crcts  there, 
1  There,  as  in  fome  prophetick  gl?.fs, 
I  law  the  finners  feet 
High  rr.ounted  on  a  Ilipp'ry  place, 
Bciide  a  fiery  pit. 

8  1  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boaft, 
. .  'Till  at  thy  frown  he  fell  ; 

Kis  honours  in  a  dresm  were  loft, 
And  he  awakes  in  hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  L  was  ; 

Row  like  a  thoughtlefs  beaft  ! 
Thus  to  fafpeft  thy  promis'd  grace, 
And  think  the  wicked  bleft. 
la  Yet  I  was  kept  from  full  defpair, 
Upheld  by  pow'r  unknown  ; 
That  bleffed  hand  that  broke  the  fnare, 
Shall  guide  me  to  thy  throne. 

Pfaun  LXXriL,  2d  Part,  Com.  Mare, 

God  Gur  portion  here^  and  htrtajttr^ 

1  /^  OD  :r-y  fupporier,  and  jny  hope, 
vJf      My  herp  for  ever  near  ; 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  ncld  me  up 

When  finking  m  defpair. 

2  Thy  couniels.  Lord,  ihall  guide  my  feet: 

Through  till s  dark  wilderncfs  ;. 
Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  feat, 
'  I'o  dwell  before  thy  face. 

g,  \Vere  I  in  heav'n  without  my  Godr 
^T would  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 


148  PSALM    LXXni. 

And  whilft  this  earth  is  my  abode, 

I  long  for  none  but  thee. 
What  if  the  fprings  of  life  were  broke. 

And  flefli  and  heart  fhould  faint, 
God  is  my  foul's  eternal  reck. 

The  ftrength  of  ev'ry  faint. 
Behold  the  fmners  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  prefencc,  die  ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 

Can  fave  them  v/hen  they  err. 
6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  Cod, 

Shall  be  my  fweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  fliall  found  thy  works  abroad, 

And  teU  the  world  my  joy. 

pfalin  LXXIII.  Long  Metre. 

The  profperity  of  finners  curfed^ 

i   T    ORD,  what  a  thoughtlefs  wretch  was  I 
A.J  To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  pepine, 
To  fee  the  wicked  plac'd  on  high, 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honours  fhine  ! 

2  But,  O  their  end,  their  dreadful  end  r 
Thy  fanftiKi.ry  taugnt  me  fo-: 
On  flipp'ry  rocks  I  fee  them  fland. 
And  fiery  billows  roll  below. 

2  Now,  let  them  boaft  how  tali  they  rife, 
I'll  never  envy  them  ngain. 
There  they  may  ftand  with  haughty  eyes, 
'Till  they  plunge  deep  in  cndiefs  pain. 

^  Their  frUicied  joys  how  faft  they  flee  I 
Juft  like  a  dream  when  man  awakes : 
Their  fcngs  of  fofteft  harmony 
Are  but  a  preface  lo  their  plagues. 

fy  Now  1  cfreem  their  mirth  and  wine, 
Too  deur  to  purchafe  with  my  blood  5 


P  S  A  L  M     LXXIIL  549 

Lord  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  minej 
My  life,  my  portion  and  my  God. 

PMm  LXXIIL  Short  Metre. 

Tiiemyfitry  cf  providence  uvf elded 

t   QURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
^3      Nor  is  religion  vain  ; 
Though  men  of  vice  may  boail  aloud, 

Aid  men  of  grace  complain, 
2   I  fiw  the  v/icked  rife. 

And  felt  my  he?rt  repine, 
While  haughty  fools  with  f-corniul  eyeSj. 

In  robes  of  honour  Tnine. 

3  f  Pamper'd  with  wanton  eafe. 
Their  flefh  looks  full  and  fair, 

Their  wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  feas, 
And  grows  without  their  care. 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains 
That  pious  fouls  endure, 

Through  all  their  life  oppreffion  reigns, . 
And  racks  the  humble  poor, 

5  Tlieir  imijjious  tongues  blaiphe.Tne 
Their  ererlafiing  God  : 

Their  malice  biafts  the  good  inan/s  nam^j 
And  fpreads  their  lies  abroad. 

6  But  I  with  flowing  tears 
Ihdul g Vl  my  doubt s  to  rife  ;  , 

'•  Is  there  a  God  that  fees  or  hears 

"  The  things  below  the  ikies?''] 
J  The  tumults  cf  mv  thought 
Held  mc  in  h^rd  ihipenib, 
,   ■  /Till  to  'My  houie  my  feet  were  brcugh;: 
To  Icrrn  thy  j-.iitice  thence. 
8'  Thy  word  wi^h  light  and  vo^v'r^^' 
Did  my iniftakes  amends 
N    2' 


y^  FSALM     LXXIV. 

I  view'd  the  fmners  lives  before^ 

But  here  I  learn  their  end. 
9  On  what  a  flipp'ry  fteep 

The  thoughtlefs  wretches  go  ; 
And  O  that  dreadful  fiery  deep. 

That  waits  their  fall  below  ! 
JO  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow. 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine  : 
1  call  my  God  my  portion  now. 

And  all  mypow'rs  are  thine. 

ISfalm  LXXIV.  Common  Metre. 

The  church  pleadi-ng  with  Qod  under  fore  ptrfcci 
twn. 

t  "T  ,T  TILL  God  forever  caft  us  off  ? 
V  V       His  wrath  forever  fmoke 
Againft  the  people  of  his  love. 
His  little  chofen  flock  ? 
2  Think  of  the  tribes  fo  dearly  bouglit 
With  their  Redee^icr's  blood; 
Nor  let  thy  Zion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  glory  ftood, 
o  Lift  up  thy  feet,  and  march  in  hafle, 
Aloud  our  ruin  calls  ; 
See  what  a  wide  and   fearful  wafte 
Is  mads  within  thy  walls. 
^  Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  fang 
Thy  foes  pr<j^anely  roar: 
Over  thy  gates  their  enfigns  hang, 
Sad  tokens  of  their  power. 
2  How  arc  the  feats  of  worfhip  broke  ! 
They  tear  thy  buildings  down, 
And  he  that  deals  the  heavieft  flrcke, 
Procurer,  the  chief  renown. 
6  W^ith  fiamei  they  threaten  to  deftroy 
Thy  children  in  iheir  neft  j 


P  S  A  L  iM     LXXIV.  151 

f*^  Cbmc,  let  us  burn  at  once,  they  cry, 
*'  The  temple  and  the  prieft." 
7  'And  ftill  to  heighten  cur  diflrefs, 
Thy  prefence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  iigns  of  pow'r  and  grace. 
Thy  pow'r  and  grace  are  gone. 
i  Na  prophet  Ipeaks  to  calm  our  woes^ 
But  all  the  feers  mourn  ; 
There's  not  a  foul  amongftus  knows. 
The  time  of  thy  return. 

PAUSE, 

^  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long 
Shall  men  of  piide  blafpheme  ! 
ShaliTaints  be  made  their  endlefs  fon'gj. 
And  bear  immortal  fhame  ?' 
to  Canft-  thou  forever  fit  and  hear 
Thine  holy  name  profan'd? 
And  Itill  thy  jealoufy  forbear, 
And  ftiil  withhold  thine  hand  ? 
Iti.  What  ftrange  deiiv'rance  hafi  thou  {hjov^u 
In  ages  long  before  ? 
And  now  no  other  God  we  owHj 
'     No  otrter  God  adore. 
t2  Thon  didft  divide  the  ragir.g  fea    ■ 
By  thy  rehfilefs  might, 
To  mak<s  thy  tribes  a  wend'rous  wsy, 
And  then  lecare  their  flight. 

13  Is  nc^  the  world  of  nature  thine^ 
The  darkncfs  and  the  day  ? 

Didirthou  not  bid  the  morning  Ihine- 
And  mark  the  fun  his  -way  ? 

14  Hath  not  thy  pow'r  fbrm'd  ev'ry  CC2i^ 
And  fet  the  earth  its  bounds. 

With  fumnier's  heat,  and  winter's  froft, 
In  their  perpetual-  Toynd$  ? 


I 


352  PSALM     LXXV. 

15  And  Oiall  the  Tons  of  earth  and  duft 

That  facred  pow'r  blafpheme  ? 
Will, not  thy  hand  that  form'd  them  firft 
Avenge  thine  injur'd  name  ? 

16  Think  on  the  cov'nant  thou  had  made, 

And  all  thy  words  of  love  ; 
Nor  let  the  birds  of  prey  invade 
And  vex  thy  mourning  dove. 

17  Our  foes  would  trkimph  in  our  blood, 

And  make  our  hope  their  jeft  ; 
Plead  thine  own  caufe,  almighty  God, 
And  give  thy  children  reft. 

plalm  LXXV.  Long  Metre. 

Pozctr  a7id  Government  Jrom  Cod  alone, 

1  'TPO  thee,  moft  Holy  and  moft  High, 

X     To  thee  we  bring  our  thankful  praifii 
Thy-  works  declare  thy  name  is  nigh, 
Thy  works  of  wonder  and  of  grace, 
2~  '•  To  Jlav^ry  doomed,  thy  (hofen  Jons 
••  Behold  their  foes  triuviphant  rife  ; 
"  And  Jot  e  opprcfi  by  earthly  thrones, 
**   They  fought  the  Sovereign  ojthejhics.. 

2  '•  'TzL'as  then^  great  God^  icich  equal  potc'r^ 
*'  Arefi  thy  ven^^.nce  and  thy  grace, 

^'*  To  fcourge  thdr  legions  from  thejhors, 
"  Andj^ve  the  remnant  of  thy  :ace." 

4  Let  haughty  Tinners  hhk  their  pride  ; 
Nor  lift  fo  high  their- fcornful  head  ;. 
.But  lay  their  foolifll  thoughts  ^fidc, 
And  cwi^  the  ^^empi're''  God  hath  made. 

2~  Such  honours  never' come  by  chance, 
^o\-  do  the  winds  promotion  blow  V 
'Tis  God  the  Judge  doth  one  aJvai-icc  ; 
'Tis  God  tKat  ii^yb  anothei'low/ 


PSALM     LX«^VL  irjg 

i  No  vain  pretence  t©  royal  birth, 
Shall  fix  a  tyrant  on  tke  throne  ; 
God.  the  great  fovercign  ©f  the  earth, 
Will  rife  and  make  his  jaftice  known, 

f  [His  hand  holds  out -the  dreadful  cup 
Ot  veiigence.  mix'd  with  various  plagueSj 
To  mal^  the  wicked  drink  them  up, 
Wring  out,  and  tafte  the  bitter  dregs. 

J  Now  fii^H  the  Lord  exalt  tlie  juft, 
And  while  he  tramples  <i)n  the  proud, 
And  lays  their  glory  in  the  duft, 
My  lips  {hall  fmg  his  praife  aloud.] 

Pfalin  LXXVI.  Common    Metre. 

yrad  faved,  and  ike  AJfyrian  itfireytd  :  0r^ 
God's  Vtngtnu  againfi  his  Lnerrues  praeteds 
from  his  Church, 

¥N  yiidah  God  of  old  was  knownj 
X     His  name  in  i/r<3e/ great  ; 
In  Salem  ftood  his  holy  throne, 

And  Zion  was  his  feat. 
Among  the  praifes  of  his  faints, 

His  dwelling  there  he  ch©fe  : 
There  he  received  their  juft  complaints 

Again  ft  their  haughty  foes, 
From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  wcrt^ 

And  broke  the  threat'ning  fpear  : 
The  bow,  the  arrows,  and  the  fword, 

And  crufn'd  th'  Affyrian  war. 
"What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  elfe, 

But  mighty  hills  of  prey? 
The  hill  on  which  JehoVU*h  dwelk 

Is  glorious  more  than  they,  ' 

^  *Twas  Zion.'s  King  that  ftopp'd  the  brealk 

Qi  captains  and  their  b«rnds  ; 


I 


154  PSALM     LXXYII. 

The  men  of  might  ilept  fafl  in  death, 
And  never  found  their  hands. 
6  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 
Both  horfe  and  chariot  fell: 
Who  knows  the  terrour  of  thy  rod  ! 
Thy  vengeance  who  can  te!l  ? 
1  What  pow'r  can  ftand  before  thy  fight, 

When  once  thy  wrath  appears  ? 
-    When  heav'n    fhines    round   v/ith    dreadftj 
The  e^rth  Hes  ftill  and  fears.  f^^o^t 

S  When  God  in  his  own  fov'rcign  ways 
Gomes  down  to  fave  th'oppreft, 
The  wrath  of  man  fhall  work  his  praife, 
And  he'll  reftrain  the  reft. 
9  [\''ow  to  the  Lord,  and  tribute  bring ; 
Ye  princes,  fear  his  frown  : 
His  terrours  {hake  the  proudeft  king, 
And  cuts'  an  army  down. 
JO  The  thunder  of  his  fliarp  rebuke, 
Our  hsughty  foes  fhall  feel : 
For  Ja'oh's  Godhaih  not  forfook, 
feut  dwells  in  Zion  {liiL] 

Pfalm  LXXVII.    ijl  Pt,  Gem.  -Metre 

Melancholy  ajfaulting^  and  hope  prevailing, 

i   'TPO  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  voice,    ., , 

X        I  fought  his  gracious  ear,  -4| 

In  the  fad  day  when  troubles  rofe, 

And  fiU'd  my  heart  with  ^ear. 

s    Sad  were  my  days,  and  dark  my  nightSj. 

My  foul  refus'd  relief ; 

I  tlioa^ht  o^/>fiod  the  j'ift  and  wife 

But  thoughts  increa&'d  my  grief. 

3   Still  I  complain'd.  and  ftill  oppreR, 

My  heart  began  to  break  ; 


,     PSALM     LXXVII.  155 

My  God,  thy  wrath  forbid  my  reft, 

And  kept  mine  eyes  awake. 
My  overwhelming  forrows  grew, 

'Till  I  could  fpcak  no  more.; 
Then  I  within  myielf  withdrew, 

And  call'd  thy  judgments  o'er. 
I  calPd  back  vears  and  ancient  times 

Wheji  I  beheld  thy  face  : 
Mv  fpirit  fearch'd  for  fecret  crimes 

ThiTt  might  withhold  thy  f^race. 
I  caird  thy  mercies  to  my  mind, 

Which  I  enjoy'd  before  ; 
And  Will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind  ? 

His  face  appear  no  more  ? 
Will  he  forever  caflme  off? 

Kis  promife  ever  fail  ? 
Has  he  forgot  his  tender  love  ? 

Shall  anger  ftill  prevail  ? 
But  I  forbid  this  hopelefs  thought, 

This  dark,  defpairing  frame, 
Rememb'ring  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought  ; 

Thy  hand  is  ftiil  the  fame. 
)  I'll  think  again  of  all  thy  ways, 

And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er. 
Thy  wonders  of  recovering  grace, 

When  llefli  could  help  no  more. 
L'O  Grace  dw^ells  with  jufticc  on  the  throne  ■ 
And  men  th^t  love  thv  v,t;rd. 
Have  in  thy  fanftuary  knov/u 

The  counfels  of  the  Lord. 

pialm    LXXVIL    2d  Pt.  Coin.  Metre. 

mfc-rt    derived    from    ancient   prci-:dences ;   or. 
Ifrael    delivered  frovi    E^vpl^    and    brcn^kt  tc 
Canaan. 
I    '•JTOW^  awful  is  my  chad'ning  rod  r 
Jn     (May  thine  ®wn  children  f?v i 


1^6  PSALM     I.XXVII, 

*•  Thefieatj  the  wife,  thr  dreadful  G#dl 

'•  How  holy  is  his  way  !"  '< 

2  I'll  meditate  his  works  of  old  ; 

The  King  who  reigns  above, 
l'"lThear  his  ancient  wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  truft  his  lt)ve, 

3  Long  did  the  houfe  of  Jofeph  lie 

V/ith  Egypt's  yoke  oppreft ; 
Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  cry, 
Nor  gave  his  people  reft. 

4  The  fons  of  good  old  J^acob   feem'd 

Abandon'd  to  their  foes; 
But  hi*  almighty  arm  redeemed 
The  nation  whom  he  chofe. 
^  IJrad^  his  people  and  his  llieep, 
Mufl  follow  where  he  calls ! 
He  bids  them  venture  though  the  deep, 
And  msde  the  waves  their  walls, 
^  The  waters  faw  thee,  mighty  God, 
The  waters  faw  thee  come  ; 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  ftood, 
To  snake  thine  armies  room. 
'J   Sti-ange  was  thy  journey  through  the  fea 
Thy  footileps,-Lordj  unknown  ; 
TerrGurs  attend  the  wond'rousway 
That  brings  thy  mercies  down. 
8  TThy  voice  with  terrour  in  the  found, 
Through  clouds  snd  darknefs  broke  ; 
All  hcav'n  in  lightning  fnone  around, 
And  earth  with  thunder  fhook, 
g  Thine  arrows  through  the  fky  were  hiirl'd^ 
How  glorious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Surprife  and  trembling  feiz'd  t^»e  world 
And  his  own  fiiints  ador'd. 


P  S  A  I  M    i.xxvnf.  ;.^ 

0  He  gave  them  > 

Throu;: 

Hon.  J 

lipJ^lBt  -  ^  ,^^'  ^^"'^  Metre. 

Providences    of   Gad  recorded;  or,  pious    eductt^ 
tion  and  ii^jiriiHion  of  children, 

1  T    ET  children  -hear  the  -mighty  deed^ 
jL^     Which  God  perform'd  of  old  ; 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  faw, 

And  which  our  fathers  t©ld. 

1  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known; 

His  works  of  pow'r  and  grace  ; 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  dowK 
Through  c  v  'ry  riftng  race. 

2  Our  lips  {hall  tell  them  to  OHrfons^ 

A.nd  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn 

May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 
^  Thui  fhall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  fecurely  ftands. 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 

But  p-ractife  his  commands, 

Pfalm  LXXVIIL   2dPr.   Com.   Metre-, 

IfracVs   rebellion    a~:d  prnvjlimcni  ':  or.    the     (,t^ 

and  chafti/^rjuYits  cf  God's  jjznf.U. 
i  /^   W^H  Al"  a  ai^  rebellious  houCc 
.    \^    Was  ^7-^<?'^'-^  ^"cient  race  I 
Falfe  to  their  own  mofl  iolcmn  vov/Sj 
And  to  their  M.-iker's  gTdc<i. 
S  They  broke  the  covenant  of  h'i^  lovcj 
And  did  his  IsVv'S  dcfpife. 
Forgot  the  works  he  v.-rougbt  to  ]-rove 
Kis  po%v'r  before  their  eyes, 
Q 


T.8  PSALM     LXXVIII. 


3  'fliey  Taw  the  plagues  on  Egypt  light, 
1'  roHi  his  revenging  hand, 
Wliat  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  the  fluhborn  land  ! 
^   They  faw  him  cleave  the  mighty  fea, 
And  march  with  fafety  through, 
With  wat'ry  walls  to  guard  tlieir  way, 
'Till  they  had  'fcap'd  the  foe. 
5    A  wond'rous  pillar  mark 'd  the  road, 
Compos'd  of  fhade  and  light  : 
By  day  it  prov'd  a  fiielt'ring  cloud, 
A  leading  fire  by  night. 
"6  He  from  the  rock  their  thirfl  fupply'd  ; 
The  gufliing   waters  fell. 
And  ran  in  rivers  by  their  fide, 
A  conftant  miracle. 
7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  Moil  High, 
And  ^ar'd  diftrufh  his  hand  : 
^    '  Cciii  he  with  brejid  our  hoft  lupply 
'*  Amidil:  this  delart  land  ?" 
■8  The  Lord  wiih  indignation  heard, 
And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame  : 
Llis  tewours  ev^r  fi^nd  prepar'd 
To  vindicate  his  name. 

ll^falm  LXXVIII.  3d  Pari,  Ccm.  Mctn 

fhe  punijhments  of  luxury    and  Intemperance 
cr.  (kajlijcmcrd  and  fahiiticii. 

WHEX  IfracVs  fins  the  Lord  r^jrovc 
And  fills  their  hearts  with  di-ead  • 
Yet  he  forgives  the   men  he  luves, 
And  fends  them  heav'niy  bre<id. 
«  JIc  fed  them  wilh.a  liberal  hard, 
A-nd  m-ade  his  tre?fures  known  ; 
He  gave  the  irJdni^t  clouds  comnv^nd 


PSALM     LXXYin.       ,     iW  * 

Th^  manna  like  a  morning  fh-ow'r, 

Lay  thick  around  their  feet  ; 
The  corn  of  heav'n,  fo  light,  fo  purCj- 

As  though  'twere  angel's  meat. 
But  they  in  murm'ring  language  fa^d, 

"  Manna  is  all  our  feaft  ; 
«'  We  loath  this  light,  this  airy  bread  * 

'•  We  muft  have  flefh  to  tafte."  -       "" 

"  Ye  fliall  have  flefh  to  ple?.fe  y€^lr  lui!/* 

The  Lord  in  wrath  reply'd  ; . 
And  fent  them  quails  like  fand  orduftj 

Heap'dup  from  fide  to  ftde. 
He  gave  them  all  their  own  deiire  i- 

And  greedy  as  they  fed, 
HiS  vengeriice  burnt  wiih  feorct  fire, 

And  fmote  the  rebels  dzvd. 
When  feme  were  ibin,  the  refl  retuinM, 

And  fought  the  Lord  wit'-i  tears  ; 
Under  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'd, . 

But  foon  forgot  their  fe;:rs. 
Oft  he  chRftis'd.  and  ftill  forgave, 

'Till  by  his  gracious  end, 
The  nation  he  refolv'd  to  fave,-  ^ 

Polfefs'd  tnQ  promis'd  land. 

IJfalm   LXXYIU.     Long  Metre. 

lackjliding  aridforghdnefs  j   or,  fin  funijlicd  and 
jaints  Javtd. 

GREAT  God,  how  oft  did  //^^a' prove 
By  turns  th.iiie  anger  and  thy  love  ? 
There  in  s  ghfs  our.hsarts  may  fee 
liow  hckle  and  how  falfe  they  be. 
:  How  icon  the  hixhlch  Jczo's  iorgot 
Tfie  di--.'r.dfarv/ondcrs  God  had  \v'rougl>tl - 
Then  tney  provoke  him  to  his  face. 
Nqj. fear  his  pcw'r,  nor  truft  his  grace. . 


if©  PSALM     LXXX.  I 

3  The  Lord  coifum'd  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain  ; 

A  tedious  march,  through  rnknown  ways, 
Wore  out  their  ftrength.  i-.ud  ipsnt  their  da) 

4  Oft  when  tkcy  faw  their  brethren  (lain, 
They  raourn'd  and  fought  the  Lord  again, . 
Call'd  him  the  Rock  of.  their  abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

^  Their  pray'rs  and  vows  before  him  rife 
As  flatt'iing  words  or  folemn  lies, 
While  their  rebellious  tempers  proipe 
Falfe  to  his  cov'nant  and  his  love. 

$  Yet  did  his  fov'reign.gr?ce  forgive 
The  men  v/ho  ne'er  deferv'd  to  live  ; 
His  anger  oft  awr.y  he  turn'd,** 
Or  elfe  with  gentle  flame  it  burn'd. 

^  He  faw  their  flefh  was  weak  and  frail. 
He  f^w  tempts tions  flill  prevail  : 
The  God  of  Abraham  iov'd  them  flill, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hitl, 

Pfalm-LXXX     Long  Metre. 

The   Churches  prayer  under  afiiEiion  j    or   il 
vifieyaxd  of  God  zuajied, 

1  ^  REAT  "Shepherd  of  thine  I/rnd,- 
VJT  Who  didil  between  the  cherubs  dw 
And  led  the  tribes,  thy  chofen  fheep, 
Safe  through  the  defert  and  the  deep, 

2  Thy  church  is  in  the  defert  now, 
Shine  from  on  high  and  guide  it  through  *^ 
Turn  us  to  thee  thy  love  reftore, 
We  {h?ll  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more. 

2  Great  God,  whom  heav'nly  hofts  obey. 
How  long  fliall.we  lament  and  pray. 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return  ? 
How  iorg  fhall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 


FSALM     LXXX,  r6i 

J. .  iiideyd  of  wine  3.nd  cheerful  bread 
Thy  {amts  with,  their  owii  tears  are  fed  ] 
Turn  us,  to  thee  thy  love  reftore.- 
W^  ilv^ail  be  iav'd  and  lig,h  no  moie,  - 

r AusE    u 

J. Hail:  thou  not  planted  with. thy  hanis 

A  lovely  vine  m  heathen  lands  ? 

Did  not  tiiy  power  defend  it  round^ 

And  hc.iv'niy  dews  enrich  the  ground^ 
>'  Hew  did  the  fpreadmg  branches  {hoot, 

And  biefs  the  nation  with  the  fruit  ? 
.  But  now,  deaf  Lord  look  down  and  fcr 

Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree. 


f-yjhy  is  its  bea 
'WhYhafbthor 


autv  thus  defaced  ? 


.J  .......  caou  laid  her  fences  wpfte  ? 

Strangers  and  fees  againft  her  join, 
A.nd  ev'ry  beafl  devours  the  vine. 
Return.  ahni;^hty  God,  return  r 
Nor  let  Jiy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn  ; 
Turn  us  t6  thee,  thy  love  rcftcre, 
Vv'e  ihall  be  fav"d,  and'hgh  no  more.  . 

FA  USE     II... 

LorJ.  when  thii?  vine  in  Canaan  gv'l%\\ 
Thou  w~(l  itv^  ilrength  and  (^lory  tco  ' 
Aftack'd  in  vain  by  ell  its  :ccs, 
'Till  the  fair  Branch  of  ,-pro:nire  rof., 
D  Fair  Branch,  ordcin'd  or  old  to  lho!;t 
From  David's.  ftvVck^  from    ^acoj'i  root 
HifQfelf  a  n-,oic  Vir.?/-rA'\, :: 
The  W^v  or:  ncb^s  cFtbe    ly:  :  : 
.'Tivv^-v  ovrri  So.i  ;  Mid  he  :h:  A  C^n:! 
G-rt  w'^  -^    -^-^^   -:^., ,.....,:,      ,  ;.  ^-^    -:,.,.r  ].;..- 

'"r:-,v  ;i 


U 


i&r  r^SALM     LXXXL 

1 «  O  !  for  his  fake  attend  onr  cry, 
Shine  on  thychurches^  lefl  they  die  % 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more, 

l^falm  LXXXI.    Short  Metre. 

The  warning  of  God,  to  his  peopli  ;  or^fpiritMu 
bkffmgs  and  punijlimtnts, 

1    QING  to  the  Lord  aloud. 
O   And  make  a  joyful  noiie  ; 
God  is  our  flrength.  Our  laviour  God^.- 
Let  Ifraei  hear  his  voice. 
Z  **  From  vile  idolatry 

*'  Preferve  my  worihip  clean  : 
«'  I  am  the  Lord  who  fet  thee  free 
*'  From  flav'ry  and  from  fm. 
g  "  Stretch  thy  deli  res  abroad, 
««  And  I'll  fupply  them  well  t 
•5*  But  if  ye  will  refufe  your  God, 
"  If  IJrad  will  rebel  : 

4  "  I'll  leave  them  faith  the  Lord^ 
**  To  their  own  lufts  a  prey, 

♦*And  let  them  run  the  dang'rous  road, 
*'  Tis  their  own  chofen  way. 

5  "  Yet  O  !  that  all  my  faints 
**  Would  hearken  to  my  voice  f"  i 

**Soon  I  would  cafe  their  fore  complaintSj  • 
**  And  bid  their  hearts  rejoice.  I 

ig  <'  While  1  deftroy  their  i"ces,  I 

««  I'd  richly  feed  my  flock,  ' 

*  And  they  fhould  tafte  the  ftream  thiit  ft©w; 
<♦  From  their  ctcrnul  Rotk,"  i 


S'A  L  M     LXXXn,  LXXXIXL     iS: 
^falm  LXXXII.      Lons  Metre. 


t> 


\kd  thefiipreme  Govtrnoiir  ;  or^   Mjjijir, 


rvarntd. 


A    MONG  th'affemblies  of  the  greatj 
jL  a  greater  Ruler  takes  his  K:s.t  : 

rhe  Godof  heav'n  as  judge,  furveys 
Thofe  gods  on^iarth,  aad  all  their  av ays. 
Why  wilUye  then  frame  wicked,  laws  ? 

Or  why  lupport  th' unrighteous  caufe? 

When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor,'  ■ 

That  fmners  vex  the  faints  no  more  f 

They  know  not.  Lord,  nor  will  they  knc" 

Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go  ; 

Their  name  of  earthly  gods  is  vaiuj 

For  they  fnall  fall  and  die  like  men, 

Arife;  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  So-ri 

Poffefs  his  uiiiverfal  throne, 

And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod^ 

He  is  our  Judge,  and  he  our  God* 

jg^Mm  LXXXIII.     Snort  Metre.  ■ 

A  complaint  againfi  ptrfecutors»    ■ 
1      y\   ND  v/ill  the  God  of  grace 

x\.   Perpetual  lilence  keep  ? 
he  God  of  jufti-ce  hold  his  peace^    . 

And  let  his  vengeance  fleep  ? 
I  2  Bebold  what  curfed  fnares 
I       The  tnen  of  mifchief  fpread  : 
he  men  that  hate  thy  faints,  and  the*,  \ 
Li:^t  up  their  threat'ning  head. 

3  Againft  thy  hidden  ones 
Their  counfek  they  employ, 

Lnd' malice  with  her  v/atchful  ere^ 
Purfues  them  to  deftroy,    - 

4  The    noble  and  the  bate. 
Icto  thy  pailures  leap-  '^ 


104 


PS  A  LM     LX^XXfV. 


The  lion  and  theflupid' 


:fs 


Confpire  to  vex  Lny  flieep. 

5  '*  Come,  let  us  join,  they  crv, 
'•  To  root  them  from  the  ground, 

"•'Till  not  th«  name  of  f'lints  remain, 
''  Nor  mem'ry  fhall  be  found.'' 

6  Awake,  almighty  God,' 
And  call  tliv  wnuh  to  mind  : 

Give  them  like  forefts  to  the  xirc, 
Or  ftiibble  to  the  wind. 

7  Convince  their  madncfs,  Lord, 
And  mske  them  fcek  thynyme  :  ; 

Or  eife  their  ilubborn  rage  confoundj 
Th;'.t  they  msy  die  in  fhamc. 

8  Then  fhall  the  nations  know 
That  glorious  dreadful  v/ord  ;  •. 

Jehovah  !-^is  thy  name  alone. 
And  thou  the  fov 'reign  Lord. 

^falnxL  XXXIV.  yi  Pt.  Long  Meti 

The  pUaJurt  of  public  worfnip. 

1  1"  T  0\V  pl^:ifant,  how  divinely  fair,  .  . 
X~l'  O  Lord  of  ho  res,  thy  dwellings  are  ^ 
With  long  dcfire  my  fpi^Jt  f van ts 

To  meet  th'  alfemblics  of  thy  faints 

2  My  flefli  would  reft  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  licnrt  cries  out  for  God';' 
My  'jod,  my  king,  why  Qiould  1  be 
So  far  from  ?X\  my  jv^ys  ?nd  thee  ? 

3  lhefp?rrow  chufcs  where  to  reft, 
And  tor  h.;ryour.g  pnwides  her  nelfe  ; 
But  will  my  God  to  fparrov/s  gr;?nt 
That  pleiiure  wl^ich  his  children  want  ? 

<4   Bleft  ere  the  faiias  wlio  let  on  high 
Around  thy  throne  of  majefly  *. 
Thv  briy-htelL  ^lories  Ihine  abMve, 


lie  2^id 


love, 


^  -*   \   ■    M    LXXXIV.  165 

Bkft  are  the  fouls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  teir-pieGf  thy  gr3ca  ; 
There  they  h  eh  old  thy  gentle  rays, 
And  feek  thy  f-ce,  and  learn  thy  praife, 
Blefi.  are  the  men  whofe  hearts  are  fet 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate  ; 
God  is  their  flrdngth  ;  and  thro'  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper  God. 
Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  itrengtli 
'Till  all  'fhall  meet  in  heav'n  at  length  j 
*TiH  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobler  .worrnip  there, 

5falm    LXXXIV.  2d  Fl  Longlvletrc, 

Ged  ajid  his  church  j  or,  grace  and  glory ^ 

GREAT  Qod,  attend  while  Zion  lings, 
The  joy  that  from  thy  prefencefprihgs: 
To  fpendone  day  with,  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thoufand  days  of  mirth,  . 
Might  I  enjcy  the  meanerc  place, 
Within  thy  houfe,  G  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  eafe.  nor  thrones  of  pow'r 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door,  . 
God  IS  our  fun,  he  makes  our  day  : 
God  is  our  fnield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  affaults  of  hell  and  fin, 
From,  foes  without  and  foes  within, 
,- All  needful  grace  will  God  befloWj 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  1 
He  gives  us  all  thing-,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  fouls. 
O  God^  our  king,  whofe  fov'reign  iway  . 
The  glorious  holls  of  heav'n  obeyj 
And  devils  at' thy  prefence  flee, 
Biell  is  the  man  that  truHs  in  thee. 


266  PSALM-    LXXXIV. 

Jgfalm  LXXXIV.     Common  Meti- 
>  Paraphrafed. 

Beliy-ht  in  ordinances  of  zcorjhip  ;  of,  God 
fent  in  his  chiirches. 

1  1\  /TY  foul  how  lovely  is  the  place 
Xyi  To  which  thy  God  reforts  I 
'Tis  heav'n  to  lee  his  fmiling  face, 

Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  Mon3rch  of  the  Ikies 

His  faving  power  difplays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kind  and  quickmng  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heav'nly  Dove. 

Defcends  and  fills  the  pli-'cc, 
"While  CArz'y?  reveals  his  wonil'rous  lovCj 
And  fheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  fecrets  of  thy  will  ; 
And  ftili  wo  leek  ihy  mercies  .there,   . 
And  fing.  thy  praifes  ftiii. 

PAUSE,. 

g  My  heart.  ?nd  flef!"  cry  out  for  thee, 
While  f-'r  from  thine  sbode  ; 
When  Ih.ll  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  fee 
My  Saviour  and  my  God-  ? 
6  The  fparrow  builds  herfelf  a  nell, 
And  fuffers  no  remove  ; 
O  make  me,  like  the  fparrows,  bleftj . 
To  dwell  but  where  I  love. 
^  To  ^t  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 
And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity 
Employ'd  in  carnal  joys. 
8   Lord,  at  thv  threfhold  I  would  wait 
While  Jc/as  iS' within, 


PS  AL  M     LXXXIV. 
R.3.ther  than  fiM  a  throne  of  {iate. 


fif 


Or  hve  in  :e 

Its,  c 

Could  i  coraru-: 

r:'::  t 

And  the  rr-r.- 

?or  one  bleil  'r 

'.-  - 

-  I'd  g:vc  then 

I  no' 

mHoA  Lx: 

of  fin. 

the  fpacious  land, 

undlefs  fe;;, 

■'-  '-'^'Y  ^^g^t  hand 

V :   Particular  Metre. 

or  ihc  h(ri.Jt  of  God, 


ORD  of  the  vv'orids  above, 

Mow  pls-afant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
T  hy  earthly  temples  are  ! 

i"c  thine  abode 

Aly  heart  afpires, 

"With  warm  dehrcs, 

To  fee  my  God. 
:■  nz  :.p:.rrow  for  her  young, 
•  ■  :i:n  piei'fure  fecks  a  neft, 
And  wand'ring  fwallows  long 
lb  find  their  wonted  refl  ! 

My  {|3irit  faints, 

Vv  ith  equal  zeal, 


^o  rife  and  dwell 


G  h 


Among  thiy  faints. 

'->  py  fouls  that  pray, 
W  here  God  appoints  to  hear  ! 
O  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  conltant  fervice  there  ! 

They  praiie  thee  ftill  ; 

And  happy  they 

That  love  the  way 

'f  o  Zien's  hill. 
They  go  from,  ftrength  toftrcne 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears,'' 
\  ^,lH  '^^^^r^  arrives  at  length  ; 
'Tii-l  each  in  heav'n  appears. 


i6S  PSALM     LXXXV, 

0  glorious  feat, 
\Vhen  God  our  Kin^ 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feel  ! 

.  PAUSE. 

^  To  fpcnd  oriv^  facred  day. 
Where  God  and  faints  abide,. 
Affords  diviner  joy 
Than  thoufand   dt-^^s  befi.dc  ; 
Where  God  reforts, 

1  love  it  more 
.     To  keep  the  door 

Than  ihine.  in  courts. 
6  God  is  our  fun  and  fhield, 
Our  light  h-d  r:v.v  defence  ; 
With  gifts  his  hand,  are  nll'd. 
We  draw  our  blc flings  ihcnce. 
He  {ball  b-itow 
On  Jacob's  race 
k  Peculiar  grace 

And  glor\^  too. 
6  The  Lord  his  people  loves  ; 
Plis  hsnd  no  good  withholds 
From  thofe  his  heart  approves, 
From  pure  and  pious  fouls  •, 
Tlirice  h^ipp)'  he, 
,  O  God  of  hods, 
Vv^hofe  fpirit  trufls 
Alone  in  thee. 

Pfalm  LXXXV.    ij  Pan,  Long  MS 

Waiting  for  an  avfwer  to  praytr  ;  or,  dclivc 
begun  and  couiphted, 

1    T    ORD;  thou  haft  call'd  thy  grace  to 
■I  J  Thou  haft  revers  d  cuv  heavy  doo 
So  Gcd  forgave  when  Ifr'ei  fmn'd 
And  biought  his  wand'ring  captives  ^9 


^SALM    LXXXV,    XKXXVI.    4% 

Thou  haft  begun  to  fet  us  free, 
And  made  thy  fierceft  wrath  abate: 
Now  let  our  hearts  be  turn'd  to  thee, 
And  thy  falvation  be  complete. 
Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord, 
And  let  thy  faints  in  thee  rejoice  ; 
Make  known  thy  truth,  fulfill  thy  word; 
We  wait  for.praife  to  tune  our  voice. 
We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  fay  : 
He'll  fpeak,  and  give  his  people  peace 
But  let  them  run  no  more  aftray, 
Left  his  returning  wrath  increafe. 

JfalmlXXXV.  s^.P^  Long  Metre. 

-  Salvation  by  Chriji. 

SALVATION  is  forever  nigh 
To  fouls  that  fe-ar  and  truft  the  Lordi 
And  grace  dcfcending  from  on  higk, 
Frefa  hopes  of  glory  fhall  a-ftord. 
Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 
Since  Chriji  the  Lord  came  down  from  heav'n; 
By  his  obedience  fo  complete 
Juftice  is  pleas'd,  and  peace  is  giv'n, 
•Now  truth  and  honour  fhall  abound. 
Religion  -dwell  on  earth  aga-in, 
And  heav'nly  influen-ce  blcfs  the  ground. 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentler  reign, 
His  righteoufnefs  is  gone  befare, 
To  give  us  free  accefs  to  God  : 
Oua-  wand'ring  feet  fhall  ftray  no  more. 
But  mark  his  fteps  and  keep  the  road. 

^Pfalm  LXXXVL     Common    Metre, 

A  general  feng  oj praifi  to  Gad^ 

AMONG  the  princes,  earthly  gods, 
There's  none  hath  pow'r  divine  % 


170  PSALM     LXXXVII. 

Nor  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  are  there  works  like  thine. 

2  The  nations  tiiou  hid  made,  flietl  biinp' 

Their  ofF'rings  round  thy  throne  ; 
For  thou  alone  doft  wond'rous  things, 

P'or  thou  art  God  alone. 
g   Lord  I  would  walk  with  hciv  feet  ; 

Teach  me  thine  heav'nly  ways,  ~ 
And  my  poor  fcatter'd  thoughts  unite 

In  God  my  Father's' praiie. 
4  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongue 

Sh?ll-thofe  Iwcct  w-onders  telY, 
Flow  by  thy  grace  my  hnking  ibwl 

Rofe  from  the  deeps  of  hell. 

|g)falm    LXXXVIL      Long  Metre. 

Tht  church  th*  birth-place  of  the  faints  ;   or.  Jt 
and  Gentiles  united  in  the  chrifuan  church. 

i    /^  OD  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 

\^  Foundations  for  his  heav'nly  praife  ; 

Ke  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  \\rt\]^ 

But  ftili  in  Z7<?w  loves  to  dwell,  , 

-B  His  mercy  vihts  ev'ry  houfc 

That  pay  their  night  and  morning  vows 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  Hay 
Where  churches  meet  to  praife  and  praj^ 

3  What  glories  were  defcrib'd  of  old  ? 
What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told  ? 
Thou  city  cf  our  God  below, 
Thy. fame  fliall  Tyre  and  E,^ypt  know. 

4  ^Up^  ^^^  Tyre  and  Greek  and  Jezv^ 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew  : 
Angels  and  men  fhc'll  join  to  fmg 
The  hill  where  living  waters  fpring. 

§  When  God  makes  up  his  laft  account 
i^i  natives  in  his  holy  mount. 


I 


P  S  A  L  M     LXXXIX.  171 

'Twill  be  an  honour  to-appear 
As  one  new  bo>"n,  or  ncunfii'd  there  I 
?falm  LXXXIX.  i/  Pan,  Loiig  Metre. 

he.  covenant  rr.ade  zjith  Chriji  j  or\  the  tru6  David^^ 
I^OPvEVER  fnall  my  long  record 
X    '  The  truth  r.nd  mercy  of-  the  Lord, 
Mercy  and  truth  forever- ftand 
Tike  heav'n  cftahiirn'd  by  his  hand. 
Thus*' to  his  fon  he  fware  and  faid, 
'•  \^/^'th  thee  my  cov'nant  fiilt  is  made  ; 
*"•  In  thee  'fli?ll  dying  hnners  h ve, 
"  Glcrv  and  grsce  r.re  thine  to  give. 
"  Ke  thou  iny  Frcpher,  thou  my  Pnefl:  ; 
''  Thy  ehua^en  Ihali  be  ever  blefl  ; 
_*•  Thou  art  my  chof^n  King  :    thy  throne 
■'-  Shn;l  fband  eternal  hhe  my  cv-n. 
*•  Ti-.ere's  nose  of  ?.ll.  mv  fons  above 
"  So  much  m"  i^rjy?  or  my  love  i 
«-,^^)p;4+.'r-'l -^-.'' -  -  -c  7^—-  *"  hv^cls  rre  • 
.  *'  Thsn  vf:h?^  :?-:-■.  :?v:h  tc  y:.:c  compare  ? 
'^^  D'zvi:^-,  mv  ^:::-'--r:'.  ^vhom  I  choie,- 
"   .'\.)  ga''rc  ".:.-  h^-ck,    to  rrufh  my  ioes,- 
*•  And  mis'd  jum  to  the^Jevkfh  thronCj,  ' 
"  \Vas  hut  a  fhadow  ofmn,-  Son.'" 
Now  let  the  church  rejoice  and  ling         "    " 
x/cfu,s  her  Sav:om-nnd  her  King  ; 
Anp^els  his  km"  ;:i^    '■"-ndms  fhow. 
Ana  fair. ts  .k:_:    :  ..li  works  below,  

^iilllU  LXXXIX.    ij}  Ft.  Com.  Metref  - 

ThifciiihfulncfiofGod,^     ■       ' 

I'  IV /F;X.  never  ceahng  fongs  fnali-  fhow 
xVX  ■  The  mercies  of  tire  Lord  ; 
And' make  fucceecUng.  age*  know 
How  faithful  is  his  w'crd. 


17^  PSALM     LXXXIX. 

2  The  facred  truths  his  lips  pronouncc- 

Shall  firm  as  heav'n  endure  ; 
And  if  he  fpeak  a  promife  onc«, 

Th'  eternal  grace  is  fare. 
How  long  the  race  oi  David  held 

The  promis'd  Jewilh  throne  ! 
But  there's  a  noble  cov'nant  feal'd 

To  David's  greateft:  Son. 
4  His  feed  forever  fhall  pofTcfs 

A  throne  above  the  rK.ies  ; 
The  meaneft  fubje6l.  of  his  grace 

Shall  to  that  glory  rife., 
g  Lord  God  of  hofts,  thy  wond'rous  ways^ 

Are  fung  by  faints  above  ; 
And  faints  on  earth  their  honours  raif^ 

To  thy.  unchanging  love, 

f)talm  LXXXIX.  id  Pt.  com,   Mcfrtf, 

The  power  and  Majejiy  oj  God  j  c*;  rcvertntial 

zoorfiip, 
1  T T  TITH  rev'rence  let  the  faints  appear. 
VV       And  bow  before  the  Lord, 
His.  high  commands  "Vi'ith  rcv'ren.c.e  hear. 
And  tremble  at  his  word'*, 
a  How. terrible  thy  glories  rife  ! 

How  bright  thy  beauties  fhine  ! 
Where  is  thepow'r  with  thee  tuat  vies  ? 
Or  truth  compar'd  with  thine  ? 
0^  The  Northern  pole,  and  Southern  reft 
On  thy  fupporting  hand  ; 
Darknefs  and  d^y  from  Eaft  to  Well 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 
4  Thy  word  the  raging  winds  controul,] 
And  rule  the  boift'rous  deep  : 
Thou  mak'ft  the  ftceping  billow^  roll> 
T>vQ.  rcJUng  billows  Hecp. 


PSALM    I>XX'X:IX.  173 

^  He^r/'n^  ecrth.  and  air,-  and'  fea  are  thine..     - 

And  the  dark  wGrld;of  hell  ; 
How  djd  thine  arm  in  vengeance  fhincj 

When  Ej^ypt  durft  rebel ! 
6  JuPoice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 

Yet  wDnd'rous  is  thy  grax;.e  : 
-    While  truth  and- mercy  joia'd  in  one, 

Invite  us  near' thy  face, 

i^falmLXXXIX.  sdP^.  Com.  Metra, 

A  bkfdd  Go/pel, 
X    T>  LEST  are  the  fouls  that  hear  and  knovf 
X3-    The  gofpel's  joyful  found  ;  . 

Peace  fhsU  attend  the  paths  they  go,  . 
And,. light  their  fteps  furround.  • 
2  Their  joy  Tnali  bear  their  fpirits  up 
Through  their  Redeemer's  name  | 
Kis  righteoufnefs- exalts  their  hope. 
Nor  5'&^(27t  dares  condemn. 
2  The  Lord  our  glory  and  defence,  - 
Strength  and.  faivation.  gives  ; 
If  rati:  thy  King  forev=er  reigtis^  - 
Thy  God  forever  lives* 

-  l>faim  LXXXir.  4^^  Pt-  Com.  Metre; 

ChrijVs  mediatiirial.kin.gdomj  or,' his  divine  and' 

hwnjan  nature^ 
i    T  T  EAR  -w  ha  t  the  L©rd  in  vi h on  faid^ 
XX      And  made  his  meixv  known  : 
"  Sinners,  behold,  your  help  is  laid 
*' On  my,  almighty  Son." 
i  Behold  the  man  m.y,  wifdom  chofe  - 
.Among  your. inort?)lrsce  ; 
His  head  my  holy  oil  o'erfiov/Sj- 
The  Spirit  of  my  grace,.  ■ 


174  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

3  High  fiiall  he  reign  on  Dauid's  throne, 
My  people's  better  King  ; 
My  arm  (hall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
And  dill  new- fubj efts  bring. 
4. My  truth  fhall  guard  him  in  his  way^ 
With  mercy  by  his  fide, 
While  in  my  name  o'er  earth  and  fci 
He  (hall  in  triumph  ride. 

5  Me  for  his  father  and  his  God 

He  fliall  for  ever  own, 
Call  me  his  rock,  his  Jiigh  abode, 
And  lUl  fupportmy  Son.- 

6  My  firft  born  Son,  array 'd  in  grace. 

At  my  right  hand  ihall  fit  ; 
Beneath. him  angels  know  their  placft: 
And  monarchs  at  his  feet,  ^-, 

7  My  cov'nant  ftands  for  ever  fafl, 

My  promifes  are  ftrong  ; 
Firm  as  the  heavens  his -throne  fhall  laftj 
His  feed  endure  as  long* 

pfalm  LXXXIX.  s/^P/iCom.Mejtre. 

The  covenant  cf  grace  unchangeable  :  or,  ajlidioz 

without  rtjeciion.^ 
1  'VTET  (faith  the  Lord')  if  David's  race, 
X       The  children  of  my  Son, 
Should  break  my  la\v8  abufe  my  grace, 
And  tempt  mine  anger  down  ♦, 
d  Their  fins  I'll  vifit  with  the  rod, 
And  make  their  folly  fmart ; 
But  I'll  not  ceafe  to  be  their  God,*. 
Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 
«^  My  cov'nant  I  will  ne*er  revoke. 
But  keep  my  gr?xc  in  mind  ; 
And  what  eternal  love  hath  fpoke, 
Sternal  tmth  fhaU  biBd< 


PSALM     LXvXXIXs  4^ 

4,\ Qnce  have  I  :fwor.n  ( I  need  tio  snore) 

And  pledg'd  my  hoUnefs, 
To  fcal  the  facred  promife  fure  ^ 

To  David  and  his  ra-ce. 
The  fun  (hall  fee  his  ofFspring  rife 

Aad.  fpre^ad  fromfea  to  fea, 
Long  as  he  travels  round  the  fkaes  . 

To  give  the  nations  day. 
6,.  Sure  as  tho -moon  that  rules  the  night 

His  kingdom  fhall  endure, 
'Till  the  fix'd  laws  of  fhade  and  light  . 

Shall  be  obfery'd  no  more^ 

If  falin.,LXXX[X,   2d  Pt,   Long.  Metre* 

Morality  and    Hope* 
A  Juncral  Pfalvi^  - . 

REMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  (late 
How  frail  our  life,  how  fhort  the  d^te  I 
"Where,  is-  the  man  that  draws  his  breath.  ^ 
Safe  from  4ifeafe,  fecure  from  death  ? 

»  Lord,  while,  we  fee  whole  nations  die, 
Our  flefh  and  fenfe  repine  and ^ry, 
**  Mil  ft  dejith  forever  rage  and. reign  ? 
'•  Or  haft, thou  made  mankind  in  vain  ?   "* 

3  **  W.here  is  thy  promife^^to  the  juft  ? 
**  Are-not  thy  fervants  tum'd  to  duft  ? 
But  faith  forhids/thefe  mournful  fighsj  ,^ 
And  fees  the  fleeping  duft  arife. 

4|^That  gloriouS' hour,  that  dreadful  daLy,   . 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  faints  away, 
And  clears  the  honour  of  thy  word  •    -  _ 
A^vy ^ke,  our  fouls, '  an  d  blefe  tne  L©i:<l» . 


t.^&  P  S  ALM    LXXXIX; 

lg)falm  LXXXIX.     Particular  Mcti-e. 

Life^  death,  and  ike  Tcfurre6iion. 

1   np'HINK.  Bnighty.God,  on  feeble  man  ; 
X     How  few  his  hours,  how  fhorthis  fpa?!? 
Short  from  the  cradle' to  the  grave. 
Who  can  fecure  his  vital  breath 
Againft  the  braid  demands  of  death, 

With  {kill  to  fly,  cr  powT  to  fave  ?  ' 
s  Lord,  fhall  it  be  forever  laid, 
*'  The  race  of  man  v/as  only  made 

For  ficknefs,  fairow,  and  the  duft.!" 
Are  not  thy  fervants  day  by  day  ,  ,  . 

■     -Sent  to  their  graves- and  turn'd  to  clay.?; 

Lord,  where's  thy  kindnefs  to  the  juft  ? 
3  Haft  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son 
And  all  his  feed  a  hcav'nly  crown  ? 

But  jflefn  and  fenfe. indulge  defpal?  j;  ;  i 
Forever  bleffed  be  the  Lord,  .   ■ 

That  faith  can  read. his  holy  word, 
And  {ind  a  refurre:£tion  there,  , 
A.  For  ever  blcifed  be  the  Lord,  . 
Who  gix'es  his  faints  a  long  reward, 

For  all  their  toil,  reproach,  and. pain- 5  . 
Let  all  below  and  all  above,  .      -* 

Join  to  proclaim  thy  wond'rous  love,  . 
And  e?xli  repeat  the  loud  Amen, 

Pfalm   XC.\     Xong   Metre... 

Man   mortal  and  Con  eternal,  .       ^ 

A  mournful  Song  at  a  Funeral. 

1  ^HROUGH  ev'.ry  age  eternal  God,. 
A     Thou  ?rt  our  reft,  our  fafe  abode  ; 
High  was  thy  throne  e're  heav'n  wasmadc; 
Qr  earth  thy  humble  footllool  laid,  . 


PSALM     X€.  r-ri' 

X  Long  hadft  thou  reign'd  e*re  time  began. 
Or  duft  was  fafhion'd  to  a  man  ; 
Ar'A  long  thy  kngdom  fhall  endure- 
AVhcn  earth  and  time  fhall  be  no  rnore, 

^  But  man,  weak  man.  is  born  to  die. 
Made  up  of  guilt' and  vanity  :, 
Thy  dreadful  fentence^Lord^  was  juft, — » 
*'  Return,  ye  finners,  to  your  dufL'* 

4;  [A  thoufavid  of  our  years- amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thine  account, 
Like  yeiterday's  departed  light, 

*    ©I  the  laft.watch  of  erniing. night.]  ; 

PAUSE,, 

c  I>eath,  like  an  overflowing  ftream,. 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  our  life's  a  dreanL-j: 
An.empty-tale  j-a  mo|-ning  fiow'r^ 
Cut  down  and  wither'^  in  an  hour* 

6  r^^''^  ^§^  ^^  feventy  years  is  fet  ; 

How  fhort  the  term  1  how  fraiLthe  ftate  li 

And;if  to  eighty  we  arrive, 

We  rather  figh  and  groan,, than  live, . 

»  But  O  1   how  oft  thy  wrath  appears,- 
And  cuts  offour  expe£ied  years  J 
Thy  wrath  awakes,  qur  humble  dread  : 
We  fear  the  pow'r  that  ftrikes  us  dead,]^ 

%  Teach  us    O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man  ; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  fpan, 
'Tiy  a  wife  care  of  piety 
Fit  us  to  die  and  dwell  with  -the,e, , 

PMm    XC;     ly?  Fu    Common   Eletre^ 
Man  frail,  and  God  ittrnalf 


'^O 


UR  God,  our  help  in  ?ges  paft^,. 
'    Qur.hop'es  fer  years  to  come^.. 


17S  FSALM     XC. 

Or  {belter  frqin  the  ftormy  blaft, 

And  our  eternal  home, 
£  Under  the  fhadow-  of  thy  throne, 

Thy  farnts  have  dwelt  fecure, 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone. 

And  our  defence  is  fure^ 
2  Before  the  hills  in  order  flood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
Frcrn  everlafling  thou  art  God, 

To  cndlefs  years  the  fame. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  Ilefh  to  duft^ 

"  Return,  ye  fons  of  men  ,".  ■_■. 
All  natiors  rofs  from  earth  at  firft, 
And  turn  to  ec>rth  again. 
g  A  thouf?nd  ages  in  thy  figh*: 
Are  like  an  ev'ning  gone  * 
Short  as  the  Watch  that  ends  the  night 
B e f o re  the  ri fi n g  fu n . 
6  [The  hufy  tribes  of  flcfh  an''  blood, 
With  ail  their  lives  and  csres,' 
Are  carry'd  downwards  by  the  flood^ 
Arwiloft  in  following  yerrs. 
^  Time-,  like  an  ever  rolling  Itream, 
Bears'  all  its  fons  away  : 
They  fly  forgotteri'S&  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  op'niiig  day. 
8  LikC'flow'ry  fields  "the  nations  Ctrind, 
Pleased  with  the  morning  light  : 
The  flow'rs  beneath  the,mnv/er's  hand^ 
Lie  with'ring  e'er  'tis  night,] 

5  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  pail, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Ee  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  laft. 
And  oar  eternal  home. 


PSALM     Xa  17G 

JPfaltil    ^C.   2d  Part.   Common  Metre* 

Infaviitici  and  nioraiity  the  ef'eci  of  fin  :  or.  life, 

old  age,  andprtperationjorJ,eatk. 
1    T    ORD,  if  thine  eyes  i'urvey'our  faults, 
_a   1     And  juitice  grows  Severe, 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thoughts^ 
And  burns  beyond  cur  fear^ 
£  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  duft  ; 
By  one  offence  to   thee, 
Ada:n,  with  all  his  fons,  have  loll 
Their  immortality. 
.0   Life  like  a  vain  amufement  flies, 
A  fable  or  along  ; 
By  fwift  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  belong. 

4  'Tis  but  a  few  whofe  days  araount 

To  threefcore  years  and  ten  ;  . 
•   And  all  beyond  that  fhort  account 
Is  forrow,  toil,  and  pain. 

5  [  Our  vitals'with  labcncus  jlrife 

Bear  up  the  crazy  load. 
And  drag  thofe  poor  rcmains  of  life 


Along  the  tirefome  road.] 

6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  love. 

And  not  thy  wrath  alone  ; 
O  let  our  fv/eet  experience  prove 
The  mercies  of  thy  throne. 

7  Our  fouls  would  learn  the  lieav'nly  art 

T'  improve  the  hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  afi;  the  wifer  part, 
Andlive  beyond  the  grave* 

l^falm  Xe.  3d  Pan.  Common  Metre, 

Breatkni-gr  after  Heaven-^ 
a    13  ETURN,  O  God  of  love,  return  j 
XV     Earth  is, a  tirefome  pbce  \    - 


ISO  PSALxM     XC. 

How  long  {hall  we  thy  children -inovim 
Our  ablence  from  thy  face  ? 
e  Let  heav'n  fucceed  our  painful  years, 
Let  iin  and  forrow  ceafe  ; 
And  inj)roportion  to  our  tears, 
So  make  our  joys  increafe. 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  lervants  fhow, 

Make  his  awn  work  complete  ; 
Then  .fliall  our  fouls  thy  glory  know^ 
And  own  thy  Jove  was  great. 

4  Then  fhall  wc  Ihine  before  thy  throirc 

In   all  thy  beauty,  Lord  : 
A»d  the  .poor  fervice  we  have  done 
Ivlcct  a  divine  reward. 

pfalin  XC.   Short    Metrcc 

The  frailty  and  fnortnefs  of  lift 
•1    T    ORD  what  a  feeble  piece 
X-J  Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ? 
<Dur  life  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis. 

That  fcarce  dcfervcs  the  name] 

2  Alas  I    'twas  bxittie  clay 
ThaX  built  our  bodies  hrff  1 

And  ev'ry  month  andev'iy  day 
'Tis  mouldring  back  to  dwft, 

3  Our  momeruts  fly  apace, 
Nor  win.  -our  minutes  'ftay  ; 

'Juft  like  a  fiood  ourhafly  days 
Are  fwceping  us  a-wav. 

4  Weil,  if  our  days  muu  fly, 
We'll  "keep  their  end  in  fight  ; 

We^ll  fpend  them  all  in  wifdom's  way. 
And  let  them  fpeed  their  flight, 

r  ij  They'll  waft  us  fooner  o'er 
This  life's  tcmpcfluoiis  ic«: 

Soon  we  fhall  reach  the  peaceful  fhore 
Of  blcft  eternity. 


PSALM    XCL 

Pfalm  XCI.     Long   Metre. 

Safety  in  public  iiftdjts  and  dangers,, 
%    T  T£  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God, 
XjL      Shall  Snd  a  moft  fecure  abode; 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  fhade, 
And  there  at  night  fliall  reft  his  head, 

2  Then  will  I  {V^y,  "  My  God,  thy  pow'r 
*'  Shall  be  my  fortrefs  and  my  tow'r: 

*'  I  that  am  form'd  of  feeble  duft 

"  Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  truft." 

3  Thrice  happy  man  !   Thy  maker's  care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  fowler's  fnare! 

,     Satan  the  fowler  who  betrays 

'■     Unguarded  fouls  a  thoufand  ways, 

4  Juft  as  the  hen  prote^s  her  brood, 
(From  birds  of  prey  that  feek  their  blood) 
Under  her  feathers,  fo  the  Lord 

Makes  his  own  arm  his  people's  guard, 

5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  confpire 
To  dart  a  peftilential  fire,  ,i^ 
God  is  their  life,  his  wings  are  fpr^d 
To  (hield  them  with  a  healthful  ihade, 

6  If  vapours  with  malignant  breath 
Rife  thick,  and  fcatter  midnight  death, 
Ifrad  is  fafe  :  The  poifon'd  air 
Grows  pure,  if  IJraeVs  God  be  there, 

PAUSE, 

^  What  though  a  thoufand  at  thy  fide* 
At  thy  right  hand  ten  thoufand  dy'd. 
Thy  God  his  chofen  people  faves, 
Amongft  the  dead,  ?midft  the  graves, 

8  So  when  he  fent  his  angel  down 
To  make  his  wrath  in  Egypt  known. 
And  flew  their  fons,  his  careful  ey^ 
Pafi  all  the  doors  of  Jabco  by. 


i32  PSALM     XGI. 

9  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  fw,or<5, 
Receive  conrKnillion  from  the  Lord, 

•To  ftrike  his  faints  araong  the  reft^ 
Their  very  pjiins  and  deaths  are  blcft. 

10  The  fword,  the  peftilence,  or  hre, 
Shall  i>ut  ful£l  their  beft  defire  ; 
.From  fins  and  forrpv/5  fet  them  free, 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord,  to  thee. 

j^falm  XCL    Common  Metre. 

Frottclion  JroM   death,  guardr  cf  ^n^elsy  vic^ 

and  deliverance. 
i  "VT^L  fons  of  men,  a  feeble  race, 
*jA.        Expos'd  to  ev'ry  fnare, 
Ceme.  make  the  Lord  your  dwellir>g.^laf'e 
•  And  try  and  truft  his  care. 
o   No  ill  fball  enter  where  you  dwell  ; 
./^^rif  the  plague  comes  nigh. 
And  fvveep  the  wicked  down  to  hell, 
'Twill  raife  his  faints  on  high. 
g  I-^e'U  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 
Your  feet  in  all  their  ways  : 
To  watch  your  pillow  while,  you.  flccp, 
'And  guard  your  happy  days. 
^  Their  hands  fhall  bear  you  left  you  fall 
And  dafli  againft  the  flones  : 
Are  they  not  ferva.nts  at  his  call, 
AndiWtt' attend  his  fons  ? 
2  Adders  and'lions  ye  fliall  tread; 
The  tempter's  wiles  .defeat  ; 
He  that  hath  br-oke  the  ferpent's  he,?d 
Puts  them  beneath  ,yo.ur  feet. 
S  **  Becaufc  on  me  they  i'^t  their  Jove, 
'  "  I'ft  fave  them  faith  the  Lord) 
^'  ril  bear  their  joyful  fouls  abov.e 
Oe/lru6lijon,  and  thei'word. 


fS  A  L  M     XCIt  1S3 

^  «•  My  grace  fVall  anfwer  when,  tkey  caLi-; 

"In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh  ; 
*'My  pow'r  flaall  help  them  v/heri  tJJey  fall, 

*'  And  raife  tkem  wh*en  thf  y  die. 
8''«'Thoie  that  on  earth  my  name  have  knowii 

I'll  honour  them  in  heav'n  : 
,,.  *•  There  my  falvation  fnall  be  fhown^ 
ij'      "  And  endlefs  life  be  giv'n. 


XCXI.    1/  Part,    Long  Metre* 

A  Pjalm  Jer  the  Lord's  day. 

1  QWEET  is  the  work,  my  God.  my  king, 
O  To  praiie  thy  name,  give  thanks  anH  fin'gi 
To  fhew  thy  love  by  morning  hghtj 

And  talk  of  all  thy  tnilh  at  night, 

2  Sweet  iS-thc'day  of  facred  refl:, 

No  m^ortal  care's  fnall  feize  my  bread 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found^ 
Like  David's  harp  of  folemn  ?cun4, 
g  My  heart  fhall  triumph  in  my  Lord, ', 
And  biefs  his  works,  and  blefs  Kis  wo^d 
Thy  v/orks  of  gr^celiow  B^ght  they  ^'irtef 
How  deep  thy  counfels  !  how  divine  I 

4  Fools  never  raife  their  thoughts  fo  high  ; 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  di-; 
Like  gfafs' they  flourifn,  'till  thy  breath 
Blafls  them  in  everlafling  deatB. 

5  But  I  (hall  fhare  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  reHn'd  my  hear':. 
And  freTn  fupplies  of  joy  are  fned, 
Lilie' holy  oil  to  cheer  mv  head,   • 

6 'Sin  (my  v/ttr^  enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more  ; 
My  inward  foes  fhall  all  be  ilainj 
fl6Y  fdtaii  break  my  peace  ^gain. 


'B4  P  S  A  L  M     XCir.  XCIII. 

^Then  (hair  I  fee,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  defir'd  or  wlfh'd  below  ; 
And  ev'ry  p6wer  find  fweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

pfalm  XCII.   2d  Part.  Long  Metre. 

The  Church  is  the  garden  of  God, 

LORD,  'tis  a  pleafant  thing  to  ftand 
In  gardens  planted  by  thine  hand  ; 
Let  me  within  thy  ccirts  be  fecn 
Like  a  young  Cedar  frefh  and  green* 
a  There  grow  thy  faints  in  faith  and  love, 
Bleft  with  thine  influence  from  above  ;. 
Not  Lthanan  with  all  its  trees 
Yields  fuch  a  comely  fight  as  thefe. 

3  The  plants  of  grace  fhall  ever  live  : 
(Nature  decays  but  grace  muft  thrive) 
Time  that  does  all  things  elfe  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flourifh  flrong  and  fair, 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  fhew 
The  Lord  is  holy,  ju ft  and  true  : 
Npne  that  attend  his  gates  fhall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

Pfalm  XGIIL    tjl  Part,  Long  M^tre, 

The  eternal  and  fever  eign  God. 

1  TEHOVAH  reigns  ;  he  dwells  in  light.  5 
J    Girded  with  majefty  and  might  : 
The  world  created  by  his  hands 

Still  on  its  firftr  foundation  flands. 

2  But  ere  this  fpacious  world  v/as  made, 
Or  had  its  firft  foundation  laid, 
Thy  throne  eternal  ages  ftood, 
Thyfelf  the  ever  living  God. 

3  Like  floods  the  angiy  nations  rife, 
^nd  aim  their  rage  againft  the  Ikies  ;. 


PSALM     XCIII.  18^ 

Vain  floods  that  aim  their  rage  10  high  ! 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 
4  -For  ever  fhall  thy  throne  endure  ; 
Thy  promife  ftands  forever  iure  ; 
And  everlafling  holinefs 
Becom-es  the  dwelling  of  thy-gra<-e. 

]g)falm  XCIII.   I/? P^r/.  Particular  Metre, 
t  ^  I  'KE  Lord  of  glory  reigns  ;  he  reigns  cfi 

His  robes  of  flate  are  ftrength  and  majefiy; 
This  wjde  creation  rofe  at  his  command, 
\^  'Built  by  his  Word,  and  '{lablifh'*dby  his  harK^,*^' 
Long  ilood  his  throne  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead  is  the  firm  founds-  " 
tion/ 
2   God  is  th'  et'emal  King  :  thy  foes  in  vain 
Pvaife  their  rebellion  to  confound  thy  reign  ■ 
In  vain  the  ilorms,  in  vain  the  floods  anie; 
And  ro?.r,.and  tofs  their  waves  againft  the ' 
'ikies  :  [motiozf^ 

Foaming  at  heav'n  they  ragewith  v/ild  com-^ 
But  heav'n's  high  arclies  fcorn  the  iv,^elling 
ocean, 
D  Ye' temp-efts  rage  nomcre-;  ye  noods  be  flill ; 
A,nd  the  mad  world  obedient  to  his  will  : 
Built  on  his  truth,  his  church  niuftever  ftand; 
i^irm  are  liis  promifcs  and  ltron.f?;_his  hand  : 
Dee  his  owv.  ions.,  ivhen  they  appear  be-fprc 
him-,  ^  ,     ^         ,      .  ,   '    .     '  [him. 

Bow  'at  his  foot  ftoolp  and 'wich  feariadcfjt 

P^m  XCIII.  2  J  Pa r;',  P^irtlcnlar  M^tre, 


t 


KE  Lord  Jehovah  reignc 


And  royal  itate  maintains-, 
iii^-li^a^  with  av.'ful  glories  crov/n'd  t 


%m  PSALM:    XCHI, 

Array'd  in  robes  of  light, 
Begirt  with  fov'reign  might, 
And  rays  of  majefty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  fecurely  ftands. 

And  fkies  and  ftars  obey  thy  word  : 

Thy  throne  was   fix-'d.  on  high 

Before  the  ftarry  fky  ; 
3&ternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 

3  In  vain  the  noify  crowd, 
Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 

Againft  thine  empire  r?ge  and  roa^"  ; 

In  vain  with  angry  fpite 

The  furly  nations  fight. 
And  da{h  like  waves  againft  the  ftiore* 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
And  all  their  powers  engage, 

liCt  fwelling  tides  allault  the  fky  : 
The  te^rrours  of  thy  frown 
Shall  beat  their  madnefs  down  : 
Thy  throne  forever  ftand^  on  high. 

5  Thy  promifes  are  true, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new  : 

There  fix'd  thy  church  fhall  ne'er  remove  j 

Thy  faints  with  holy  fear 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear. 
And  fing  thine  everlafting  love. 

Repeat  tkt  fourth Jtanza,  if  ntceffuTy, 

$)falm  XCIV.    i^ft  Pt.    Com.  Metre. 

Saints  chajtifcd^  and  frniers  dtfa&yed  j    or^  IR- 

ftrudive  afiiclions, 
%  /^  GOD  ^  to  whom  revenge  belongs, 
V^  Procbim  thy  wrath  aloud  ; 
JLet  fov'reian  power  redrefs  our  wrongs^ 
Let  juHice  iiaite  th«  proufl* 


P  S  A  L  M     XCIV,  1S7 

a-  They  fay, ."  The  Lord  nor  faes  nor  hears  •/* 
When  will  the  fools  be  v/ife  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  fornt'd  their  ears  ? 
■  Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes  ? 
2  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  arc  vain^ 
And  they  fhall  feel  his  pow'r  ; 
Kis  wrath  fhall  pierce  their  fouls  with  pain^  . 
In  fome  furprizing  hour, 

4  But  if  thy  faints  delerve  rebuke, 

Thou  haft  a  gentler  rod  ; 
Thy  providences  and  thy  book- 
Shall  make  them  know  their  God» 

5  Bleft  is  the  man  thy  hands  chaftife, 

An^d  to  his  duty  draw  : 
Thy  fcourges  make  thy  chiMren  wife, 
When  they  forget  thy  law. 

6  But  God  will  ne'er  caft  off  his  faints,^ 

Nor  his  own  promife  break  j 
He  pardons^  his  inheritance 
For  their.  Redeemer's  fake„ 

IgXalm  XCIV.    2^/P/.   Common    Metre, 
God   our  fupport   and   coinjort  j    or,  deliverance 

from  tempt atidTi  and  perfe<:ution. 
i    \/\7""^^  ^^^^  ^^^^^  ^"^  piead  my  right;^         « 
V  y        Againft  my  numerous  foes  ; 
While- earth  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
And  ail  my  hopes,  cppofe. 
2  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  rock,  my  help,^. 
Suftain'd  my  fainting  head, 
My  life  had  now  in  filence  dwelt, 

My  foul  amongft  the  dead,. 
"Alas,  my  liiding  feet  !;"  I  cry'd,. 

Thy  promife  was  my  pr^p  ;; 
Tky  gr^ce  ftood  conftant  by  my  f,^.^ 
Thy  fpirit  bore  me  u£.-» 


188  PSALM     XCV:  \ 

4  •  When"  multitudes  of  mournful  though-t^  ~  '•  • 
Within  my  "bofom  roll. 
Thy  boundlefs  love  forgives  my  faults. 
Thy  comforts  cheer  my  foul. 
^  Povv'rs  of  iniquity  may  rife, 
And  frame  pernicious  laws  ; 
But  God  my  refuge  naies  the  ikies, 
He  will  defend  my  caufe. 
6  Let  malace  vent  her  rage  aloud ; 
Let  bold  blafphemers  feoff; 
The  Lord  our  God  fhall  judges  the  proud,* 
And  cut  the  finners  off. 

Pfalm   XeV.    Common  Metre,  ' 

A  Pfalm  bej^re  Prayer, 

s    O  ING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name,  ' 
O   And  in  his  ftrength  rejoice  •, 
When  his  falvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  oXtr  vorce.  • 
2  With  thanks-approach  his  awful  fight,'    ' 
And  pfalms  of  honour  fing  ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundlefs.  tnight, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 
2  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 
How  mean  their  natures  feerri, 
Thofe  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below, 
When  once  compar'd  with  him. 

4  Earth  with  i^s  caverns  dark  and  deep, ' 

Li^s  in  his  fpacious  hand  ; 
He  fix'd  the  fe?s  what  bounds  to  keep? 
And -where  the  hills  muft  fland.. 

5  Come,  and  with  hiimbie  fouls  adore, 

Coma  kneel  before  his  face  ; 
O  may  the  -creatures  of  his  pow'V' 
BfiTsclsldren.  of  -his  gr<!pe» 


PSALM     XGV.  1^9 

Y  Now  h  the  time  he  bends  hi§  ear, 
And  waits  for  your  req-ucft  ; 
Gome,  left  he  roufe  his  wrslh.  and  fvvear 
**  Ye  fliall  not  fee, my  icil.'* 

Pfalm  XCV.      Short'  Metre. 

A  Pfabn  befon  Ssrmon, 

1  /^OME,  found  rdsi  praife  ahroTid, 
V^     And  hymns  of  glcry  ling  ; 

Jfehovah  is  the  fov'reign  God, 
The  univerfal  King. 

2  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknr-wn  j 
He  gave  the  feas  their  bcaiid  ; 

rhe  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  own. 
And  all  the  folid  ground. 

3  Come,  worfhip  at  his  throHCj 
Come  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 

We  are  his  workSj  and  not  our  own^f 
He  form'd  usby  his  word* 

4  To  day  attend  his  voice, 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  : 

Dome  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
I        And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  ears  refufe 
The  language  of  his  grace, 

Vnd  hearts  grow  hard,  like  ftubborn  Jtws^ 
That  unbelieving  race  J 

6  The  Lord  in  vengeance  dreflj. 
Will  lift  his  hand  and  fwear, 

"■You  that  defpife  my  promis''d  reft, 
Shall  have  no  portion  there." 

Pfatm  XGV.      Long  Metre. 

/anaan  loji  throuerJi  unbelief :  e-r,  a   warning  tO: 
delaying  finners, 

COME,  let  our  voices  join  to  raife 
A  facred  fong  of  folemn  praife  ^ 


God  is  a  fov'rsign  King  ;  rehearfc 
His  honours  in  exalted  verfe. 

2  Come  let  our  fouls' addrefs  the  Lord, 
Who  fram'd  our  natures  with  his  word  ;  . 
He  is  our  fhepherd  !  we  the  fheep, 
His  ntercy  chufe,  his  paftures  keep, 

3  Came,  let  us  hear  his  voice  i&  day, 
The  counfels  of  his  love  obey  ; 
Nor  let  our  h^rden'd  heart's  renew 
The  fins  and  plagues  that  Ifrad  knew, 

4  Ifra^^\k\2X  faw  his  works  of  grace, 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  face  ; 
A  faithiefs  unbelieving  brood, 
That  tir'd  the  patience  of  their  God.    -  '    • 

i^Thus  faith  the  Lord,  *'how  falfe  they  prove 
"  Forget  my  pow'r  abufe  my  love  *, 
'*  Since  they  defpife  my  refi,  Ifwear 
*'  Their  fe^et  (hall  never  enter  there.    - 

6 '[Look  back,  my  fouln^rith lioly  dread, 
And  view  thofe  ancient  rebels  dead.  '  • 
Attend  the  offer'd  grace  to  day, 
Nor  lofe  the  bleffings  by  delay. 

I  Seize  the  kind  promife  while  it  waits. 
And  march  to  ZicrCs  heav'nly  gates  ; 
Believe  and  take  the  promis'd  reft  ; 
Obey  and  be  for-ever  bleft.] 

Pfalm    XCVr.     Gommon  Metre. 

Ckrijh' <;  JLTji  and  ftcond  coming. 
1    QING  tothe  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands,  - 
O      Ye  tribes  of  ev'ry  tongue  ; 
His  new  difcover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  fong. 
2.  Say  to  the  nations,  'J^tjus  reigns, 
God's  own  almighty  Son  ; 
His  power  the  finking  world  fudains,  ' 
And  grace  furrohinds  his  throne. 


PSALM     X€V€.  491 

Let  heav'n  proclaim  the  jayful  day, 

Joy  through  the  earth  be  feen  ; 
Let  citi-esfhine  in.bright  array. 
And  fields  in  cheerful  ^reen. 
Let  an  unufual  joy  furprife 

The  ifiands  of  the  fea  ; 
,Ye  mountains  fiok,  ye  vallies  fifej 

Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 
Behold  he  comes,  he  comes  to  blefs 

The  nations  as  their^od  ; 
To  {hew  the  world  his  righteoufnefe, 

And  fend  his  triith  abroad. 
But' when  his  voice;  {hall  raife  the-ilead, 

Andt>id  the  world  draw  near, 
'How  will  the  guilty  nations  dread, 
To  fee  their  Judge  appear, 

^JPfaim    XCVI,     FarticisJar   Metre, 

The  God  of  the  GentiUs. 

LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raife, 
,T®  fing  the  choice^  pfalm  of  praifej 
To  fmg  and  bleXs  J e  k  o  y a k's _-name ; 
His,glory  let  the  heathens  know, 
,-His  w.orideTS  to  the  nations  fnow, 
And  all  his  faving works  proclaim, 
3  The  heathens  know  thy  glory,.  Lord  5 
The  wond'ring  nations  read  thy  word  ; 

Among  usisJai^ovAH  known  : 
jOur  worfhip  fliall  no  more  be  paid 
To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  made;  5 

Our  .Maker  is  our  God  alone. 
He  fram'd  the  globe,  he  built  the  .{ky, 
He  made  the^.fhining  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  complej:e  in  glory,  there  ; 
His  beams  are  majefty  and  light ; 
His  beauties,  how  divinely  bright  I 
,His  templcj  how  divinejy  fair! 


192  PSALM     XGVil, 

4  Come,  the  great  day.  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  fhall  feel  his  faving  pow'r, 

And  brrb'rous  nations  fear  his  name  ; 
Then  fh.  li  the  race  of  men  confefs 
The  Br-^vu  y  of  his  holinefs. 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 

Pfalm  XCVII.     ijl  Part.    Long   Metre 

Chrijt  rnpiing  in  heaven  and  coming  to  judgment 

1  T  T  E  reigns,  the  Lord  the  Saviour  reigns, 
JL  X  Praiie  him  in  evangelic  ftrains  ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  in  fongs  rejoice, 
Anddiftant  iflandsjoin  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  c«>unrels  and  unknown  ; 
But  grace  and  truth  fmpport  his  throne  : 
Tho'  gloomy  clouds  his  way  furround, 
Juftice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  Jn  robes  of  judgment,  lo!  becomes  ! 
Shakes  the  wide  errthand  cleaves  the  tomb^ 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire. 
The  mountains  nielt,  the  Teas  retire, 

^  His  enemies  with  fore  difmay, 

Fly  from  the  fight  and  fhun  the  d^.y  ; 
Then  lift  vour  heads,  ye  faints,  on  high, 
And  fmg,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

Pfalm  XCVII.    2d  Fart.    Long  Metre. 

Chrifl-s  Incarnation. 

1  'THHE  Lord  is  come,  the  heav*ns  proclaim 

X       His  birth ;  the  nations  learn  his  name  ; 
An  unknown  ilar  direfts  the  road 
Of  eaftern  lages  to  their  God, 

2  All  ye  bright  aimies  of  the  fkics, 
Go  worlhip  where  the  Saviour  lies  ; 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Tliofe  gods  en  high  and  ^ods  below. 


*  Let-iddls  totter  to.  the  ground, 

And  their  own  werfhippers  confoiiai 
But  Jud ah    Ihout,  but  ot(?rt  fvrtg, 
And  earth  confefshei^ov'relgn4ving„ 

Pfatlm  XCVII.   ^d  Part.Loa^  Metre. 

^^  Grace  and  glory. 

a  ^*'  I  ''HE  Ahnighty  reigns  exalted  high, 
,-    -X     O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  Iky; 

The'  clouds  and  darknefs  veil  his  feet, 

His  dwelling  is  the  mercy  feat, 

2  O  ye  that  love  his  holy,  name, 
liatc  cv'ry  work  of  fm  and-fhame  ; 
■He  guards  the  fouls  of  ail.  his  friends, 
And  from  the  Tnares  o'f  hell  defends. 

3  immortal  "light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Arc  for  the  faints  in  daiknefs  fown  ; 

Thofe  glorious  feeds  Ihall  fpring  Hod  life 
And  the ' bright  harveft:  blets  our  eyes. 

4  R'^joice,ye  nghteeus,  and  racord 
The  fr.cred -hgnours  of  the  Lord  ; 
None  but  the  foul  fWt  feeU  his  gr^ce 
Can  triumph  in  his  'holiuefs. 

^felm    'XCVn.  Common  hlttrc. 
Chrijt's  incarratiov.,  and  fhelafr  jiidgmejH^ 
1  'VFfeifi?nds  of  the  Nothern  fea, 
A     Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 
His  word  like  fire  prepares  his  way. 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 
z  Hif  prefence  fmks  the  proudeft  lailU, 
And  makes  the  yallies  r-ife  : 
The  humble  foul  enjoys  his  fmiles, 
The  hatightyfinner  dies. 
3,  Th-e  hepv'ns  his  rigtjtfulpow'r  proclaim ,; 
CiliC  idol  gods  rround 


tg{  PSALM    XCViai. 

Fiil  their  oikn  wotfh«ppdrs  iviA  fliaiolfJj' 
Artd  totter  to  the  ground. 

4  Adoring  angels  at  hi<i  birth 

Make  the  redeemer  known  ; 
.  Thus  Ihall  he,  come  to  judge  the  cartk 
And  angels  guai-d  his  throne. 

5  His  foes. ihall  tremble  at  his  fight, 

*  And  hills  andfeas  retire  ;  jj 

His  Ghildren  take  tneir  unknov/n  .fligTu) 
And  leavc^'the  world  on  fire. 

6  Tlis  feeds  cif  joy  *^nd  glory  fown 

l*or  faints  in  dark nefs  here, 
Shall  rife   and  fpringin  worlds  unknown, 
«^,nd  a  rich  harvell  bear. 

JgXalm  XCVIII-    iji  Ft,  Com.  Metre 

Ptdifc  fjsr  .tkcgofpel, 
I   npO  our  aimighty  Maker  fcod, 
X     New  honours  be  addreft  ; 
His  great, Taxation  /hines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  bleft. 
s  He  fpake  the  woi'd  to  Abrah'mSri^j 
lli\  truth  futfils  his  grace  ; 
The  Gentiles  make  his  name  th^lf  tru-ftp 
.   And  learn  his  righteoufnefs. 
3  Let  the.vvhole  earth  his  love  procla;itSi 
With  all  her  different  tongues; 
And  fp read  the  honours  of  his  name 
In  melody  and  fongs. 

Pfalm  XCVIII.  2d  Ft.  Com.   Metre 

:  The  Me  flak*  s  coming  avd  kingdow. 
1     TOY  to  the  world  ;  the  Lord  is  come; 

^J  Let  earth  receive  her  King- :  ■ 
l^Lct  every  heart  prepare  him  roOHi> 
Jul     AskI  heav'n  aad  nature  fing. 


»:Joy  to  the  earth  ;  the  Saviou/^reigijs  ;  , 
Let  tnen  their  rojigs;ejfnpl^y  : 
While  fields  aii^iloods,  rocks,  hiUs^«|id.pl35*s= 
Repeat  the. fown ding  jpy.  --r^hW    , 

3-  No  mprejet  lins  and- for  rows  gmi^^-.V;  no^Jf 
Nor  thorns  in£^ ft  the  ground  ;  , 
He  comes  to  m^kphis.bletfingsifl^w    . 
Far  as  the  carfe  is  fcun4i  ■'      .  ■ .   :   ''1 
4  He  rules,  the  ^varld^with  Uuthi  and  "gmce, ./ 
Andinak«^.the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his.  righteourni^l^     ^.-     . 
And  -wonders-  of  his  iove.     :^  e:  >••;  V' " 

pfalm-XGIX.   1/?  iV^'/  Sh6tr  Metre.. 

Chriji's  Kingdom  and  Majcfly. 

1  '  I  '  H E  God  Jehovah  reigns, 

X       Let  all.  the  nations  fear  :     - 
Let  flnners  tremble  at  his  throne^ 
,And  faints  be  humble  there. 

2  Jefxis' the  Saviour  reigns  1  -J 
Let  earth  adore  its  Lord  ; 

Bright  cherubs  his   attendants  flahdj 
Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 

3  In  Z.ion  is  his  throne, 
His  honours  a  re  divine  : 

His  church fhail  make  his  wonders  hnowiaf 
For  their liis  glories  fhine. 

4  How  hply  is  his  n^me  ! 
How  tenible  his  praife  i 

Juflice  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 
In  all  his  works  of  grace. 

|g)felm   XCIX.    2i/  Part.    Short  Mare. 

A  hoiy  God  w.oxjhipped  with  ReveretK^: 
1    "Cp  X  ALT.%  the  Lord  our  God, 
Xl^     And  worlhip  at  his  feet  .3 


1^  1»S^A^]^    C.  ' 

JJis  nature  is  ah  holinefs,  c^ 

And  mercy  is  his  feat,  1 

- '  i- ^htti  Ifrad  was  his  church,  ff 

When  viarort.  was  his  pricft-,      '        •-'- 

When  Mo/es  ciy'd  when  Samuel  pray*4jL 
He  gave  his  people  reft. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  fms, 
Nor  would  dcftroy  their- race  ; 

And  oft  he  made  his  vengence  kvijcywn^ 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace, 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  Gx)d,'  ■'  ^ 
Whofc  ^nc«  is  ftill  tkc  fame  ; 

Still  he's  a  Gcd  of  holinefs,     •  >> 

And  jealous  for  his  name,  ^^ 

^falm    C,   1^  Part.  Long  Metre;. 
A  Plain  Tranflation. 
Praifc  to   our  Creator, 
J  "X^E  nations  of  the  earth,  rejoice 

X    Before  the  Lord  your  fov'reign    King, 
Serve  him  with  cheertul  heart  and  voice. 
With  all  your  tongjues  his  glory,  dng, 
%  The  Lora  it  God  .;  'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life  and  breath  and  being  give  ;  \ 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own  \ . 
The  (heep  that  on  his  paftures  live, 

3  !Enter  his  gates  with  longs  of  joy, 
With  praifes  to  his  courts  repair^ 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ. 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honours  th^re. 

4  The  Lord  is  gpod  ;  the  Lord  is  kind; 
Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  fure  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  fhall  find 
^is  truth  from  age^cxage  emkire. 


?S  A>L-M^^€v  CI.  -<^-. 

J^fall^    C.  2d  Part.  Lon§  Metre. 

A   Paraphxaje» 
1   Q ING  to  the  Lpffd  with  joyful  v®iee; 

SDiXot  ev'ry  land  hi$  iiacie  adore  j 

The  Northern  ifle?^  fhall  fend  the  noife 

Acrofs  the  qce^  to  t^e  fhf  re. 
9  Nations  attend  JbefpTe  hU  tHtome 
,     With  folemn  fear,  with  facred  joy  ; 
I    Know- that  the  Loii  i^  God  aloiic  ; 

H6  can  vcttxjtf  ancl  Ke  deilroy^   ^ 

3  His  fov'rcign  pow'r,  witiip'*ifiour  wd^ 
Made  us  of  clay  and  form'd  us  ^lea  j 

And  when  like  waiid'ring^eep  we  ft^y'4^ 
He  brought  us  t«  hifi  fold  agaiiu 

4  We- are  his  people  we  his  ^are, 
Our  fouls  ^nd  all  our  mortal  frahie  r 
What  lafling  honours  ihall  wi?  rear,  • 
Almighty  ••Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

5  We'lF  croud  thy  gates  with  thankful  longfr^ 
High  as  the  hcay'ns  P^r  voices  raife  ; 
And  earth  with  her  ten  thoufand  t-»ngues 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praiie, 

^  Wide  as  the  world  i?tky  cornmand, 
Vail  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firra  as  a  rc^k  thy  truth  inu ft  ftandj 
When  rolling  years  fnall  ce.afe  to  move,- 

jpfelm:  CI.    Lcr.g    Metre. 

The  magi  fir  atts  pfalm, 
n    li  yfERCY  aad  judgnaent  are  my  fong  •; 
-LV^  And  {ince  they  both  to  theebelon?-^ 
My  Gracious  God,  my  righteous  Ivirgj 
To  thee  my  fongs  and  vows  I  brino-, 
2  If  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  fword, 
I'll  take-tnv  coupiels  from  thv-Word  ^ 
R.   1-     -' 


Thyjufticc  and  thy  Keav'nly.,>gr^<c: 
Skall  be  tlie  pattern  of  any  ways, 
5  Let  wifdomall  my  aftiohs  gu^ide, 
And'let  my  God  with  me  reiide  ; 
No  wicked  thing  fhall  d^ll  with  me^ 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealoufy, 

4  No  fons  of  flander,  rage  atid^rife 

Shall  be  companions  of  my' life  ;  ^'^ 

The  haughty  look;  the  heart  of  pride, 
Within^  my  doors  fhall  ne'er  abide.  ''*"'  ;^ 

5  [I'll  fearch- the  land  and  raifeth'e'juff'  ' - 
'  To  polls  of  honmir,  wealth  and  truft  ; 

The  men  that  work  thy  holy  will j 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  fav'ritcs  ftill.} 

6  In  vain  (hall  finners  hope  to  rife 
By  flatt'ringor  malicious  lies  ; 
And  while  the  innocervt  I  guard, 
The  bold  offender  Ihan't  be  fpar'd. 

^7  The  impious  crew^  that  faftiouS  band. 
Shall  hide  their  heads,  or  quit  the  land  ; 
And  aH  that  break  the  publick  reft. 
Where  I  have  pow'r,-  mall  be  fupprcft. 

JPiklin*  CI.    Common   Metre. 

A  pfalmjdr  ^  majtir  of  afaTnily* 

1  .f^^  juftic^e  and  of  grace  I  fing, 

\J  And  pay  my  God  my  yows  ; 
Thy  grace  andjuftice,  heav'nly  Kifig, 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  houfe, 

2  Now  to  my  tent,  O.God  repair, . 

And  make  thy  fervant  wife  ; 

I'll  fuffer  nothing  near  mCv  there 

That  fhall  offend  thine  eyes. 

3  The  man  that  doth  his  neighbour  wrong,. 

By  fcilOiQ^d  or  by  force, 


PS  A*L  M  .  CM,.i  t^ 

The  fcornful  eye,  the  {land'rous  ^D»gu^, 
I'll  thruft  them  from  m^  doors. 

4  I'll  feck  the  faithful iand  the  juijt,  ^ 

And  will  their  helpec^oy  ; 
Thefe  are  the  friend*  that  I^ftiall  truft^  . 
The  fervants  I'll  empJoy.., 

5  The  wrp-tch^that  deals  in  fly.  deceit,^  ^ 

I'll  not  endure  a  night  : 
The  liar's  tongue  I  ever  hate,  , 
And  baaifh    from  my  fight, 
^'I'll  purge  my  family  aroiind. 

And  make  the  wicked  flee  ;     . 
So.fhall  my  houfe  be  even  found 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee, 

jp^falm  CII.   if  Part.  Common  Metre. 

A  prayer  of  the.  aJliBcd, 

1  T  TEAR  me, .O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face,, 
Xn     But  anfwer,  leaft  I  die  : 

Haft  thou. jiot  built  a  throne  of  gracCj 
To  hear  when  linners  cry  ? 

2  My  days  are 'vvafted  like  the  fmoke 

Defolving  in  the  air  v 
My  flrength  is  dry'd,  my  heart  is  brckej.^ 

And  finking  ip  difpair. 
5-  My  fpirits  flag,  like  with'ring  grafs 

Burnt  with  ex ceffive  heat  ; 
In  fecret  groans  my  minutes  pafs. 

And  I  forget  to  eat.  - 

4  As  on  fome  lonely  building's  top, 

The  fparrow-  tells  her  moan. 
Far  from  the  tents  of  joy  and  hope,  .. 
I  fit. "nd  grieve  alone^ 

5  My  foul  is  like  a  wildemef?. 
"VV^liere  beafts  of  midnight  howl  j 


2oV       ^      PS.  A  L  M    CIL 

Wh^re  the.  fad  raven  finds  her  placC) 

And  where  the  fcreeming.  owl, 
6  Dark  difmal  thoughts  and  boding  f ears .   J 
D\\'5ell  in  my.troubLad  breaft  ;  w   i,  A 
"While  fhsrp  rieprofxhes' wound  my  ears^'' 
Ncr  give,  my  fpirit  rcftl    ':      • 
•J  My  cup  is  TniXigl^id  with  my  woes, 
And  tears  arerjny,  rerpsft^j 
My  daily  bre^d  l«'ike  afiies  grows.  , 
tjnpleafant  tg;tny  tafte,    . 
8  Senfe  can  afford  ao  real  joy: 

To  f:^uls  that  fee  J  thy  trowir  ;• 
Lord,  'twas  thy  hand  advan'd  me  higJi,-  . 
Thy  lia n d  hf. th  -ca-ft  me  down. 
g  -My  Ipcks  like  withered  leaves  appear  ;    : 

And  life's  declining  light     •     . 

Grows  faiiit  as  ev'ning  fhadows  are,    , 
That  vanifh  into  night, 
10  But  thou  forever  an  the  fame,  ^- -4 

O  my  eternal  God  !^  •    " 

Ages  to  come  fnall  know  thy  namej        • ' 
And  fpread  thy  works  abroad. 
1 1 .  Thou  wilt  arife'and  fhew  thy  face, 
Nor  will  my  Lord  delay 
Beyond  th'  appointed  hour  of  grace,    . 
That  long  expefted  day.  .• 
12  Ke  hears  his  faints,  he  knows  their  cr  ;, 
And  by  myfterious  ways 
Redeems  the  pris'ncrs  d6om'd  to  die, 
And  fills  their  tongues  w4th  praifc. 

f;faim  CIL    id  Part.  Common  Met: 

Prayer  heard,  and  Zion  -rtjlortd,     . 
1    T    ET  Zion  and  her  Sons  rejoice, 
iLi     Behold  the  promis'd  hour  ! 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning.voic?. 
And  .comss  t'exak  his  pow'r. 


-TS  A  L  M"    CIE.  su, 

a..  Her  duft  and  ruins  that  remain, . 

Are  precious  inour  eyes  ; 

*Mio(e  ruins  fhall  be  built  again, 

And  ail' that  daft  fhall  riie.  i  ' . 

^.  The  Lord  wilLraife  jferufalem,  '  r  '  ■ 

And  ftand  in -glory  there  : 
Nations.  {haU  bow  before  his  namcj 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 
4^  He  fits  a  Sov 'reign  on  hii  throne, 

With  pity,  in  his  eyes  : . 

He  hears  the  dying  pris'nejs  grpany 
And  fees  their  figh&  arife,: 
5  He  i^rees  the  fouls  condemn'd  to  deatli,  ._^  ^ 
And  when-his-  faints  somplain,     • ' . : 
It  {han't  be  faid'V^hat  praying  breatk 
"  Was  ever  fpent  in  vain,'*  ,         . 
$^  This  fhall  be  known  when  wc  arc  dsad>  :.^ 
And  left  on  long  record,  '        '. 

That  ages-yet  unborn  may  read/' 
And  trail,  andpraife  the  Lord.  . 

Pfetol  Cir.     Lang  Metre. 

\Man*s  morality,  and  Chrift's  eternity  j  or,  faints 

dicy  but  Chriji.and  the  church  live, 
i   TT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand- 

X  Weaken's  our  flyength  amidft^ the- race  ^  , 

Difeafe  and  death  at  his  command 

Arreft  us  and  cut-lhort  our  days, 
2  Spare  us,  Q  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 

Nor  let  our  fun  go  down  at  noon  ; 

Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day. 

And  mufl  thy  children  die  fo  foon  ? 
3^  Yet  in^the  midft  of -death  ^and  grief 

This^thought  our  forrow  fhall  affuage  ; 

'?  Ouf  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  ; 

"- Chrlft  is -the  fame  through  ev'ry  agQ,'*  ■ 


S02  PSALM    CUhr 


J 


4.  'Tvras  he'this  eartb's  f^un^tion  laid^ 
Heav'n  i&  the  buil4ing  ©f  his  hand; 
This  earth  grows  old,  thefc  heavens  (hall  fade, 
And  all  be  chang'dat  his  command. 

§  The  ftarr)'  eurtains^  of  the  (ky 
Like  garments  fhall  be  laid  afide  ; 
But  MI  thy  throne  ftands  firm  and  hi^h  ; 
Thy  church  forever  muft  abide. 

§  Before  thy  face  thy  church  (hall  live. 
And  ®n  thy  throne  thy  children  reign  ; 
This  dying  AVcnrld  {hall  they  fur\'ive,   • 
And  the  dead  faints,  be- rais'd  agam. 


I 


Cni.     jj  Part.:    Loryg  Me^Uc. 

MUjftng  God  for  hif'Goodnefs  to  foul  aitd  body 

I.  T>  LESS,  O  my  foul^  the  living  Q.od, 
JD  /Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rov^'^lbfoad, 
Let  all  thepow'rs  within  mejoin^ 
In  work  and  wprfiiip  fo  divine.  '.  . 

a  "Blefs,  O  my  foul  the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favours,  claim  thy  highefi;  praife  ;^ 
Why.  fhould  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  loft  in  iilenee  and  forgot  ?  :   ^  ^3j^ 

3  'Tis  he,  my  foul,  that  fent  his  Son,*  .  .1 
To  di.e  f©r  crimes  which  thou  haft  donej. 
He  owns  the  ranfom,  and  forgives  " 
The  hourly  fpllics  of  our  lives^     . 

4  The  vices  of  the  minds  he  heals, 
And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels, 
Redeems  the  foul  from  hell,  and  faves 
Our  wafting  life  from  threat'ning  graves. 

5  Our  youth  decay'd  his  pow'r  repairs  ; 
His-  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years 
He  fatisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 
And  fills  our  hopes  with  heay'nly,  food* 


PS  A  t  M    GMI,  a«s 

^  He  fees  tKic  bppreffbirahid  th'-Gpi^^      ' 

And  often  gives  the  faff'i-ersrell  ; 
But  wili  his  jufliice  more  difplay 
In  the  great,  Lift -r^^i-iling  aay.      - 

7 [His  pow'r  he  (heWd-by  Af^j'  hands, 
-  And, gave  tollfrati  his*  eommand*  ; 
But  Tent  his  friith  atid  merey  down, 
To  all  the  nations  by  his  Son, 

^  Let  the  whole  earth  his  ppw'r  crnif^T:?, 
Let  the  :whole  earth  adore  his  grace  i'" 
The  Gentile  with  th^  Jew  fhaU  join, 
In  wdi^  and  worftiip  Jo  diviiieij 

JPfalm  CHI.  ^d  i'^r/ Long  Tiletre. 

Cod'i  gtritU  ckajhijtmtiit  :  or,  his  tender  mercy  i§ 
-       :  ^     'his, people. 

1  ''  1  ;HE  Lord,h6Kvwond'rou5  ar(i  his  ways  ! 

JL  Howfirm  his  truth,  how  large  hi-s  grace  i 
He  takes  his. mercy  for  his. throne,    '\ 
And  thence  he, makes  his.  glories  known, 

2  Not  half  fo  "high  his  pow'r  hath  fpread 
The  ftarry  heav'ns  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praife,  . 
iExceeds  the  higheft  hopes  we  raife. 

3  Not  half  fo  far  hath  nature  plac'd 
The  rifing  morning  from  the  weft, 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  "of  thofe  he  loves. 

4  How  {lowly  doth  his  wr?th  arife  ! 
On  fwifter  wings  falvatiisn  flies: 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
i-How  loon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  ! 

§  i^nidft his  wrath  compaflion  fnines.; 
His  Itrokes  are  lighter  than  our  (ins  ! 
And  while  his  rod  corre-6is  his  faints, 
His  ear  iiidulges  their  complaints. 


(>  So  (#th6^-s  their  yaung  fons  .^haftifej 
With  |e^ tie  hpnds  and  melting  eye*:;^. y. 
The  children  weep  l^aacath  the  Imart,- 
And  move  ^he  ^4^f ; ^,^hcir lijeart . 

7  The  mighty  God,  the  wifeNaad  juft, 
Kno\vs  tliat  our  frapie  is  feeble' dn ft  -^^   [ 
And  will  no-heavy  loads, impofe       [  ,.  ^-;'f 
Beyond  the  ilreng^h  that  he  beflows,-  j 

'8  He  knows  how  fopn  our  nature  dies,       ^ 
Blafted  by  ev'ry  wind  that  flies  ;     , 
Like  grafs  we  fpricig  and  die  as  foon, 
A5  mprhing.flow'rs  that  fade  at  noon. 

f)  Bat  his'jetcrnal  love  is  -fure    ' 

To  all  the  {"aints.  and  fhall  endure  : 
From  ?<ge  to  age  his  truth  fhall  reign, 
.  Nor  t-hiiidren's  ehildren  hope  in  vain. 

'lg>fa!m  GIH.    1/  Fnrt.^  Sbort  Mcrt^e. 

Prnrfcfar  Jpiritual  aind  teui^p'ordl  merits, 
'i^i^l  BLESS  iheLo  '- 

"^JJ^     tie t  all  within  me  j pin. 
•And  aiSx^y  tcrigu.eto  bleTs'  hjs'  name, 
M'^hofe  favours  are  divift'e. 

2  O  blefs  the  Lord,  rny/foul, 
Nor  let  his  mercies  he 

Forgotten  iri  unfharikfalneTs, 
And  without  praifes  die,' 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  fms, 
'Tis  he  reveals  thy  pain, 

"Tis  he  that  heals  thy  fickneffeSj 
And  makes  thee  yourij|  again. 

4  He  crowris  thy  life  with  love, 
.When  ranfom'd  from  the  grave-;     • 

He  fnat  rcdeem'd  my  foul  from  hell,       ^ 
Hath  iovTcign  powT  to  fayeu 


PSALM   cm.  ^^t 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 
He  gives  the  fuff'rers  reft  ; 

The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
And  juftice  for  th'  oppreil:. 

6  His  wond'rous  works  and  ways 
Herrsade  by  Mofes  known  ; 

But  fent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son* 

Pfelm  Cin.  id  Part.  Sliort  Metre. 

Abounding  companion   of  God  ;  er^  mercy  in  f/if 
midjl  of  judgment. 

1  1\  yTY  foul,  repeat  his  praife, 
XVX     Whofe  mercies  are  fo  great  ; 

Whofe  anger  is  fo  How  to  rife, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  not  always  chide, 
And  when  his  ftrokes  are  felt. 

His  ftrokes  are  fewer  then  our  crimes^ 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt, 

3  High  as  the  heav'ns  are  rais'd 
Above  the  ground  we  tread. 

So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 

Our  higheft  thoughts  exceed, 

4  His  pow'r  fubdues  our  fins, 
And  his  forgiving  love, 

Far  as  the  Eaft  is  from  the  Weft, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

5  The  pity  of  th€  Lord 

To  thofe  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  fuch  zs  tender  parents  feel  ; 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame, 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  duft, 
^l^catter'd  wfth  ev'ry  breath  : 

His  anger  like  a  rifing  wind 
Can  fend  us  fwift  to  death 
S 


raS  PSALM     Citl.  CIV. 

7   Our  days  ;are  as  the  grafs. 
Or  like  the  inorning  flovv'r  ; 
I f  one   fliarp  ;blafl  k^^e^p  o'er  tliefieldj 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 
•8   But  thycompafTionSj  Lord, 
To  €p.dlefs  years  endure  ; 
And  -children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promife-fure. 

:pfalm  cm.  3  J.   Pan,    Shon  Metre. 

Cod's  univerfdl  dGVihitrcn,-,  or^    Ang(h  praifc  the 
'-Lord. 
I    '""T^KE  Lord,  the  fov^reign  -King, 
X       liath  iix'd  his  throne  on  high; 
-,:'er  alithe  hcav'nly  world  he  rules, 
And  ?.ll  beneath  the  fky. 
:    Yd  angels,  great  in  mightj 
Andfwift  to  do  his  will. 
t'lers  ye  the  Lord,  whole  voice  rehear, 
Whofe  pUalure  ye  fulfil . 
,«  Let  the  brighi  hofts  who  wait 
The  orders  of  their  Kir.g, 
■J.  rid  guard  his  churches  when  they  pra^j 
Join  in  the  praife  they  ftng. 
^  While  all  his  wond'rous  works  ^ 

Through  his  vafi.  kingdom  fhew 
7*hcir  maker's  glory,  thou,  my  foul,  - 
ShaH  £ng  his  graces  too'. 

i&falm  Cit.    Long   Metre. 

:^ke  Glory  of  God  in  Criatian  and  Providentt, 
X    IV  3"  Y  foul,  thy  great  Creator  praife 
iVJL  Whencloath'd  in  his  celeflial  rays 
^ie  in  full  majefty  appears,  -- 

And  like  a  robe,  his  glory  weats.  ^ 

Woie^  This  Pfalm  may  be   Atng  to  a  difFerenl: 
jnetrc,  by  adding  tho' following  two  lines  to 
A^wrjy  ^^n'Z'^i  viz. 


F3  A  L  M     CIV.  20-1 

Gneat  is:the  Lend  j   what  tongue  can'Jramz 
Aoi  equal  honour  tv  his  name* 
t  The  heav'riS  are  for  his  curtain  fpread, 
I'h"  iinfatliom^deep  he  makes  his  bed  : 
Clouds  are  his  chaHot,  tvhen  he  flies 
On  winged  ilorm  acrofs  the  =Fkies. 

3  Angels  whora  his  own  breath  inTpires^, 
f-     His  minifters- are  flaming  fires; 

And-iwift-  as  -thoiight  iheir  armies  move' 
To  bear  his  vengenc«  or  his  love. 

4  The  y/.orld''s  foundations  by.,  his  hand 
Are  pois-d,  and  feall  for  ever  fts^nd  } 
He  \^md&^  the  ocean  in -his  chain  j 
Leail  it  fuould  drown  the  earth  again. 

5  V^'hf^n  earth  was  cover'd  witli  the  floodj 
Which  high :above  the  moi^E.trms'iliOGd, 
He  thur.der'd.  aiid  the  ocean  fled, 
ConiinVi  to  its  appointed  bed.  * 

S  The  f\v*rlling  billuwa  know  their  bound,  ■ 
And  ':n  their  channels  walk  their  round  j    ■ 
Yei  thence  conveyed  by /recret  veins, 
Tbcy  fpring  on   hills,.- and  drench  the  pkin  s, 

7   He  bids  the  cn'fcal  fortnta-ins   flowj 
Aiid  cheer  the  valiies  as  they  go: 
Tame  heifers  there  their  thirft  aliay^ 
And  for  the  ilream  vviid  afles  bray, 

S-,  From  pieafi^nt  trees  which  fh  a  do  the  brink^ 
The  lark  and  linriet  light  to  drink  ;    ■ 
'iheir  fongs  the  Hrk  and  linnet  raife, 
And  chide  cAir-filence  in  his  praife, 

^^Gody  from  his  cloudy  ciilern  pours, 
On  parched    earth  enriching  JhowTS  j 
^The  grove,  the  garden  and  thefieldj 

A  thor.fand  jC^yfal  ble  fhngs  yield , 
to  He  makes  the  grafiy  food  arife, 
Aad -gives  the- cattle  krge/uppiies^y 


2c8  PSALM    CIV.  I 

with  herbs  for  men,  of  various  pQw% 

To  nourifh  nature^  or  to  cure, 
11   What  noble  fpuits  the  vines  produce  ;      <l 

The  olive  yields  an  ufeful  juice  ; 

Omr  hearts  are  ckeer'd  with  gen'rouswine. 

With  inward  joy  our  faces  fhine. 
i  2  0.blefs  his  name,  ye  people,  fed 

With  nature's  chief  fupporter,  bread  ; 

W' hile  bread  your  vital  flrength  imparts, 

Serve  him  with  vigour  in  your  hearts, 

PAUSE    11. 

3.3  Behol'd  the  ftately  cedv  (lands 
Rais'din  the  foreft  by  his  hands  ; 
Birds  to  the  boughs  for  fhclter  fly, 
And  build  their  neft.s  fecure  on  high, 

14  The  craggy  hills  afcends  the  goat  ; 
And  at  the  airy  mountain's  foot 
The  feeble  creatures  make  their  cell  ; 
He  gives  them  wifdom  where  to  dwell, 

.15  Hefets  the  fun  his  circling  race, 

Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  face  ; 
And  when  thick   darknefs  veils  the  day, 
Calls  out  wild  beads  to  hunt  their  prey, 

16  Fierce  lions    lead  their  young  abroadj. 
And  roaring  afk  their  meat  from  God  ; 
But  when  the  morning  beams  arife 
The  favage  bead  to  covert  flies. 

17  Then  man  to  daily  labour  goes  ; 
The  night  was  made  for  his  repofe  : 
Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  fweet  relief 
From  tirefome  toil  and  wafting  grief. 

a8'  How  (Irange  thy  works  !  how  great  thy  fkill. 
And  ev'rv  land  thy  riches  fill  : 
Thy  wifdom  round  the  world  we  fee, 
This  fpacious  earth  is  full  of  thee.-. 

%g  Nor  lefs  thy  glories  in  the  deep, 
\Vhere  fifli  in  millions  fwim  and  creep^ 


Witli  \vo^#ffeiS!^'mo€ibns  fwlft  or  flow,    . 
Still  wand'ring  in  the  paths  below, 
irb  There  fliips  divide  the  wat'ry  way. 
And  flocks  of  fcaly  monflers  play  ^, 
There  dwells-  the-  huge  le viatharT, 
And  foams  and  fports  in  fpite  of  man* 

P  AU  S  E      Ilia-     - 

21-  Vail:  are  thy  works,  almighty.  Lord^, 
AU  rial  are  refts  upon  thy  word, 

And  the  whole  race  of -creatures  fland^;  - 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hand, 

22-  While  each  reeeives  his  diff'rent  food, 
Their  cheerfui  looks'prono.unee  it  good  ;. 
Eagles  and  b'ears,and  whales  andw6rms» 
Rejoice  and  praife  in  dilf'rent  forms, 

23  But  when  thy  face -is  hid,  they  mournj 
And  dying  to  their  duft  return  5  ■ 
Both  man  and  beait.  their  fouls  reiign  : 
Life,  nreath,  and  fpirit  all  are  thine. 

24  Yet  thou  can  (I  bfeathe  on  duft  again^. 
And  fill  tli«  world  with  beads  and  men  j;; 
A  word  of  thy  ereating  breath 
Repairs  the  wafles  of  time  and  death, 

25  His  works  the  wqpders  of  his  rhightj 
Are  honour'd  with  his' own  delight  : 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  ways  |     - 
The  Lord  is  dreadful, in  his  praife, 

26  The  fearth  (lands  trembling  at  thy  ftrok-' 
Jind  iit  thy  touch  the  mountains  fmoke  i 
Yet  humble  fo«.ls  may  fee  thy  face, 
And  tell  their  wants  of  fov'reign  graces 

£7   In" thee  my  hot>efi;  and  v/ifnes  meet. 
And  tnake  my  meditations  fweet  ; 
..Thy  praiies  mall  my  breatH  employ, 
Till  it  expire  in  encMefs  joy.    . 

2%  While  haughty  fmriers  die  accurs'dj     - 
Tlieir  glory  bury'd  in  the  duft, 


2*o  PSALM     CV. 

1  to  my  God,  my  heavn'ly  Ri»g^ 
Immortal  hallelujahs  fing. 

^{alm    CV.     Common  Metre. 

ABRIDGED, 

God's     condu6l  of     IJrael,    and    the    plagues 
of  Egypt. 

if^  IVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
\j     And  tell  the  world  his  grace  : 
Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  oit  fame, 
That  all  may  feek  his  face. 

2  His  covenant,  which  he  kept  in  mind 
For  num'rous  ages  paft, 

To  num'rous  a-ges  yet  behind, 
Inequal  force  fhall  laft. 

3  He  fware  to  Abr'hamand  his  feed 
And  made  the  ble fling  fu re  : 

Gentiles  the  ancient  promife  read, 
And  find  his  truth  endure. 

4  «•  Thy  feed  fhall  make  all  nations  bleft," 
f  Said  the  Almighty  voice) 

"  And  Canaan's  land  fhall  be  their  reft, 

"  The  type  of  heavn'ly  joys," 
g  [How  large  the  grant  {  how  rich  the  grace  ! 

To  give  them  Canaan's  land, 
When  they  were  ftrangers  in  the  place, 

A  little  feeble  band  I 
6  Like  pilgrims  through  tlie  covmtries  round 

Securely  they  remov'd  ; 
And  haughty  kings  that  on  them  frown'd, 

Severely  he  reproved. 
»j  *'  Touch  mine  anointed,  and  mine  arm, 

"  Shall  foon  avenge  the  wrong  ; 
<<  The  man  that  does  my  prophets  harm^ 

f^\  Shall  know  their  Cod  is  ftrong,'A  .  • 


PSALM  .  CV.         .  21S 

^  Then  let  the  zvorld forbear  its  rage. 

Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  :  ■ 

iir^elmuji  live  through  ev'ry  age,  ^ 
And  be  th'  Almighty's  care.^ 

PAUSE     I, 

^  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  faints, 
.  And  thus  provok'd  their  God, 
Mo/es  was  fent  at  their  compliiintSj 

Arm'd  with  his  dreadful  rod. 
JO   He  caii'd  far  darknefs  ;  darkijefs  camCj 

Like,  ano'erv/helming  flcod.; 
He  turii'd  each  lake  and  ev'ry  ftream 

To  takes  and  ftreams  of  blood. 

11  He  gave  the  fign,  and  noif^m<"  flies    • 
Through  the  whole, countiy  .^.i^cA  i 

And  frogs  in  croaking. armi-es  rife 
About  the  monarch's  bed. 

12  Through  fields, and  towns  and  paiaces-^ 
The  tenfold  vengeance  flew  ; 

Locuffs  in  fwarms  devoured  their  tre^s, 
And  hail  their  cattle  flew. 

13  Then  by  an  angel's  midnight  ftroke 
The  flow'r  of  Egypt  dy'd  ; 

The  ftrength  of  every  ho ufe  was  broke, 
Their  glory  and  their  pride. 

14  Nozv  lei  the  zo  arid  forbear  it  f  rage, 
Nor  put  th^  church  in  fear, 

Ifrael  mufi  live  through  ev'ry  age, 
And  be  th\  Almighty's  care, 

PAUSE    II. 

15  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  bro't 
And  left  the  hated  ground  ; 

Bach  feme  Egyptian  fpoils  had  got, 
And  not  one  feeble  found, 

16  The  Lord  himfelf  chofe  out  their  Vva^", 
And  aurk*d  their  jouinie?  r»ght^ 


<,r2  P  ^A  L^Mitovt^ 

Gave  tlierw-a  fea'ch'-npr  cloud  by  day, 

A  fiery  guide  by  "night, 
17  They  thirft  ;  and  v/aters  frOra  the  roek. 

In  rich  abundance  flow, 
And  follou-ing  ftiii  the  courfe  they ^ took, 

R^nallthe  del'art  through. 
s8  O  vT-i^nd'rous  ftre^m  !  Q  blelTedtype 

Of  ever  flowing  grace  i 
So  Chrift  our  rock'  maintains  our  life 

Through  all  this  wiiderneis. 
:g  Thus  guarded  by  th*  Almighty  hand^    ; 

The  chof'en  tribes  pofTeft 
Canaan,  the  rich,  tli^  promised  landj 

And  there  enjdy'd  their  reft. 
20  Then  let  the  zoorld  forbear  its   rd^e^ 

The  church  rcnounic^htr  J^ar  ; 
lii^tl  muji  live  through  cv'ry  age,  ■ 
And  be  ih'Ahiighty's  care, 

Pfalm  CVI.  Long  Metre. 
Praije  to  God  j   or^  covzmunion  withjainti 
I'TPO  God  the  great,  the  ever  bleft, 
.1      Let  fongs  of  honour  be  addrelt  j 
His  mercy  firm  forever  (lauds  ; 
Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demand.;. 
2' V/ho  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways  ? 
Who  in  all  fulfil  thy  bcundlefs  praiie  ? 
Bieil  are  the  fouls  that  fear  thee  flill, 
Andpay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 

3  .Remember  what  tby  mercy  did 
'^01  .jMob'^  race,  thy  chofe-n  fe^d. 
And  wiib  th^  fame  ialvation  blefs 
The  mcarxflfuppliantof  thy  grace. 

4  O  may  I  fee  triy  tribes  rejoice, 

i{       An.d  aid  their  triiirxiphs  vv-iih  my  voice  \ 
"'   ^   This  is  mygloryj  Lord,  to  be     .'  ,^..: 
'■"  jdiit'd  to  th»y  faiiitS;  and  near  tK)  th^c 


F  S  X:hM     CVL  113 

IPfelm  GV^  Short  Metre: 

Ifrael  punificd   and  pardoned  ;   or,    Cod/s  .  t»z- 
changeable  love, 

i(^  OD  of  eternal  love, 
Kjf  How  fickle  are  our^vays  * 

And  yet  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove 
Thy  conftancy  of  grace  ! 

2  'lliey  faw  thy  wonders  v/rought,  . 

And  then  th)-  praife  they  fung  ; 
But  loon  thy  works  of  pow'r  forgot, 
And  murmur' d  with  their  tongu€i , 

3  Now  they  believe  his  word. 
While  rocks, v/ith  rivers  flew  ; 

vSIow  with  trheir  lufts  provoke  the  Lord,  . 
And  he  reduc'd  them  low. 

4  Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  fauJts^. 
He  harken'd  to  their  groans, 

brought  his  own  cov'nant  to  his  tho^ts^ 
And  cail'd  them  ftill  his  fons. 

5  Their  names  were  in  his  book, 
He  fav'd  them  from  their  foes, 

)ft  he  chaftis'd,  but  ne'er  forfook: 
.    The  peope  whom  he  chofe.    . 

6  Lret  Ifrael  blefs  the  Lord, 
Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race  ; 

md  Ckriflians  joisi  the  folemn  word 
Amen,  to  all  the  praif^e.     . 

^CalmCVil.    1/   Part.   Long  Metre. 

fra-el  led  to   Canaan,    and  ckriflians   to  heaven, 

GIVE  thanks  to  God  ;  he  reigns  above,; 
Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  icy.e} 
Hi&  mercy  ages  pad  have  knoAvn, 
And  ages  long  to  corne  fhall  own. 


214  PSAliiMl- QVm 


2  Let^thje  redeemed  cOffie-  Lord 
The  wonders  bf  his  grace  record  : 
Jfraet.  the  nation  v/hom  he  chofe, 
And  refcu'dfrom.  their  mighty  foes, 

2  [When  Cod's  almighty  ami  had  brokt: 
f  heir  fetters  and  th'  Egyptian  yoke, 
They.'trae'd  the  defert,  wand'ring  rounds 
A  wild  End  folitary  ground  ! 

4  There  &hey  could  hnd  no  leading  road, 
Nor  city  for  ?  fix'd  i<lx)de  ;  .  » 

Nor  food,  nor  fountain  to  affuage 
Their  burning  thirfl,  or  hunger's  rage.^ 

c   In  tiieir  diflrcfs  to  God' they  cry'd  •, 
God  w.s  their  Saviour  and, their  guide  : 
He  led  sheir  march  far  wandering  round; 
*Tw2S  the  right  path  to  Canaan'^  ground. 

6  Thyis  \vtien  ourhrft  releiifewe  gain       ' 
From  Sm's  .oid  yoke  and  Satan's  chain,  . 
We  have  this  defert  world  to  pafs, 

A  dang'rous  and  atirefome  pj^ee.  . 

7  He  feeds, and  clothes  us  ail  the  way, 
He  guides  our  foot fteps  left  we  ftray, 
He  guards  us  with  a  pov/r'fujl  hand, 
And  brijRgs  us  te  the  heav'nlv  land, 

8  O  let  the  faints  with  joy  r(»cord, 

The  truth  and  goodnei's  of  the  Lord  !  v 
iiow  grj^at  his  wi^rks  !  how  kind  his  ways 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 

#fo{m  CVIL  2d  Part.  Long  Metre, 

CorrfT^on  for  fn  and  rdeafe  by  prayci;,/  ^ 
iT?ROM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name,  ..  f 

X     Gc/d  and  his  grace  arc  (till  the  fainc  ; 

He  fills  tlie  hungry  foul  with  food, 
_/\nd  feeds  the  poor  with  ev'ry  good. 
2   But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rife 
Againft  the  God  that. rules  the  fkies^ 


P'S  A  L  M     CVH.  21^ 

I  ;M-they  rejeft  his  hc||'hly  tvord. 
And  night  the  couirfels  of  the  Lord  ; 
He'll  bring  their  Jpirits  to  the  ground, 
And  no  deiiv'rance  ihall  be  found  ; 
Laden  \vltlr  grief  they  walle  their  breath 
In  darknefs  and  thefhades  of  death. 

[  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries, 
He  makes  the  dawnihg  light  arife,  * 
And-fcattels  all  thatdifmal  ihade 
That  hung  fo  heavy  round  their  head, 

,  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brafs  in  two, 

.  And  lets  the  fmiling  pris'ner  through  : 
Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  iab'ring  foul  relief. 

6  O  may  tiie  fons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodnefs-  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works]  how  kind  his  ways  I 
Let  ev,'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  nraife. 

Pfalm   CVn.     3^  Part.    Long     Metre. 

Intejuperance  piiKfjhcd,  and  pardoned:  or,  a pfkira 
for  the  glutton  ayid  the  drunkard, 

1  T  T  AIN^  man,  on  foolifh  pleafures  bent, 

V      Prepares  for  his  own  punifhment  i  ■ 
What  pains, 'what  loathfome  maladies 
From  luxur}'  and  luft  arife  f 
a  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  wafte; 
Yet  drowns  his  health  to  pleafe  his  lalle  : 
'Till  all  liis  aftive  paw'rs  are  loft,. 
Aad  fainting  life  grows  near  the  du^IL 

2  The  glutfon  groans,  and  loathes  to  eat, 
His  foul  abhors  delicious  meat  :- 
Nature  with  heavy  loads  oppreft, 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  released. 

^  Then  how  the  frightened  fmners  fly 
To  God,  for  helpj  with  earneil  cry 


2i6  PS  A:^M    evil. 

■3-- 

He  hears  their  groan s||)rdlongs  their  breath 
And  favcs  them  from  approaching  death, 

5  No  med'cines  could  effeft  the  cure 
So  quick.  To  eafy,  or  io  fure  : 

The  deadly  fentence  God  repeals. 

He  fends  his  fov 'reign  word  and  heals. 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  wond'rous  goodncfs  of  the  Lord. 
And  let  their  thankful  ofF'iings  prove 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  love. 
IPfalm  CVil.    4^  Part.    Long  Metre 
Deliverance  from  Jlorms  and  fnipzcrcck  ;  or,    th 

jtaniarC  s  Jong^ 
x  T  X  rOULD  youbehokd  the  works  of  God 
V  V      His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad, 
Go  with  the  mariners  and  trace 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  feas. 

2  They  leave  their  native  fhores  behind, 
And  feize  the  favour  of  the  wind  ; 
'Till  God  commands,  and  tempeO:  rife, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  fkies. 

3  Now  to  the  heav'ns  they  mount  amain, 
Now  fmk  to  dreadful  deeps  again  ; 
What  ftrange  aiTiights  young  failors  feci. 
And  like  a  ftagg'ring  drunkard  reel  ! 

4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
LoO:  to  all  hope,  to  God  they.cry. 
His  mercy  hears  their  loud  addrcfs, 
And  fends  falvation  i-n  diftrefs. 

5  Tie  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  aftuage. 
The  furious  waves  forget  their  rage  : 
'Tis  calm  ;  and  failors  fmile  to  fee 
The  haven  where  they  wifh'd  to  be, 

6  O  may  the  Tons  of  men  record 

The  wond'rous  goodnefs  o/  the  Lord, 
Let  them  their  private  off'ii^igs  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  gl^fty  ling. 


T  S  A  L  ]\^'  CVII.  £1 

pfallU  CVl||€ommon  Metre, 

The  viariner's  pfalni, 

i'Hp'HY  works  of  glory^  mighty  Lordj 

X     Thy  wonders  in  the  deeps, 

The  fons  of  courage  fliall  record, 

Where  rolling  eKrean  fleeps, 

2  At  thy  command  the  winds  arife. 

And  fwell  the  tow'ring  waves  ; 
The  men.  aftonifh'd,  mount  the  fkies. 

And  hnk  in  gaping  graves. 
«  fAgain  they  climb  the  v/at'ry  hillSj 

And  plunge  in  deeps  again  : 
Each  like  a  tott'ring  drunkard  reels, 

And  finds  his  courage  vain. 
4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempeft  roar, 

They  pant  vnth  flutt'ring  breath, 
And  hopelefs  of  the  diftant  fhore, 

Expe^  immediate  death,] 
2  Tiien  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  crie^ 

He  hears  the  loud  requell, 
And  orders  filence  through  the  fkies, 

And  lays  the  floods  to  reft. 
6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lofe  their  fears. 

And  fee  the  ftormaHay'd  ; 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  eppears, 

There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 
*j  'Tis  God  that  brings  them  fafe  to  land  j 

Let  flupid  mortals  know 
That  waves  are  under  his  commandj 

And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 
8  O  that  the  fens  of  men  would  praife 

The  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  I 
And  thofe  that  fee  thy  wondrouS  Way% 

Thy  wondrous  love  pecord^ 
T 


.atS  PS^mM    CVH; 

Pfalm  eVir.  Fourth  Part.  Long  Metre 

Colonics  planted  ;  or,  rtations  blefi  ar^  punijhci 
A  Pfalm  for  New  England. 

t*T  X  THEN  God,  provok'd  with  daring  criine! 
V  V     Scourges  the  madnefs  of  the  times, 
He  turns  their  fields  to  barren  fand, 
And  dries  the  riv^ers  from  the  land. 

£   His  word  can  raife  the.fprings  agarin, 
And  make  the  wither'd  mountains  green, 
Send  fhow'ry  blefiings  from  the  ikies, 
And  h?.r-vciis.in  the  defart  rife. 

3  [Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beafts  of  prey, 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  vvild  as  they  ; 

, .  He  bids  th'oppreft  and  poor  repair. 
And  build  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

-^  They  fo\v  tile  fields,  arid  trees  they  plant, 
Whofe  yearly  fruit  fupplies  their  want  : 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  flocks, 
Their  weakh  increafes  with  their  flockso 

r   Thus  they  are  bleft  ;  but  if  they  fin, 
He  lets  tiie  Heathen  nations  in, 
A  favagc  crew  invades  their  lands, 
Their  children  die  by  barb'rous  handSo  . 
_  5  Their  captive  fons  exposed  to  fcorn, 
Wander  unpity'd  and  forlorn  ; 
The  country  lies  unfenc'd,  untill'd, 
And  defolation  fpreads  the  field. 

<j  Yet  if  the  humbled  nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  ; 
Again  he  makes  the  cities  thrive. 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  livel«3 

6  The  righteous  with  a  joyful  fenfe, 
Admire  the  works  of  providence  ; 
And  tongues  of  Ath^ifls  fliall  no  more 
^lafpheme  the  God  that  faints  a^ore. 


P-S'A'L  M-  CIX,  ex.  .  ai^ 

9  How  few  with  pious  care  record 

Thefe  wondrous  deaUrj'gs  of  the  Lord  ! 
B.ut  wife  obfervers  ftill  fnall  find 
7'he  Lord  is  hblvj  juftand  kindi 

l^falm  CIX.     Common   Metre. 

Love  to  enemies  fr 0711  the  f x ample  of  CJirifi^- 
x/^  OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  pr^ife, 
Vjl'   Thy  glory  is  my-fong  ; 
Though  hnners.  fpeak  againfl^hy  gracCj. ,. 
With  a  biafpheniing  tongue. 
p. When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man,  . 
Xjiy^  fan  on  earth  was  found,  . 
With 'cruel  {landers  faife  and  vain^ 
They  compafs'd  him  around, 
2  .Their  mis'ries  his  compaffion  iHOvej- , 
Their.peate  he  full  purfu'd  ; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love,  .  ~ 
And  evii  for  his  good. 
i|  Their  malice  rs^'d  without  a  caufe,  ., 
Yetwiih  liis  dying  breath 
He  pray  'd  for  mu rd  rers .  on  his  crofSj  - . 
And  bleft  his  foes  in  death. 

5  Lord,  fhail  thy  bright  example  fhine 

In  vain  before  m^y  eyes  ? 
Give  me  a  foul  a-kin  to  thinCj 
To  love  my  enemies.  - 

6  .The  Lord  fhall  on  my  fide  engage^ 

And  in  my  Saviour's  name 
I  fhall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage, 
W'ho  ilander  and  condemn. 

JPfaim  ex.  ij  Part.  Long  Mcti-e. 

Chrijt  exalted^  and  multitudes  converted  i  or^  the 

faccefs  of  the  go/pel. 

tHPHUS^the  eternal  Father  fpake 
X    To  Ckri/i  the  fon,  *■•  Afcend  and  irf 


2£o  PSALM     ex. 

"  At  my  right  hand,  'till  I  fhall  make 
"  Thy  foes  fubmiffive  at  thy  feet. 

2  "  From  Zioji  (hall  thy  word  proceed, 
"  Thy  word,  the  fcptre  in   thy  hand, 
*•  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
*'  And  bow  then-  wills    to  thy  command, 

3  "  That  day  fhall  (hew  thy  pow'ris  great, 

"  When  faints  fhall  flock  with  willing  minds. 
*'  And  finners  crowd  thy  temple  gate,. 
"  Where  holinefs  in  beauty  fhines." 

4  O  b'effed  pow'^r  !  O  glorious  day  i 
What  a  large  vift'ry  fhall enfue  I 
And  converts  who  thy  grace  obey,^ 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dewr 

Pfalm  ex.    2d  Part,  Long  Metre. 

The  kingdom  and  prujthood  of  Chriji. 

iT^HUS  the  great  Lord  &f  earth  and  fea 
X     Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  fwore  : 
"  Eterjial  fliall  thy  prieflhood  be-, 
**  And'  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  more. 

2  *'  Aaron  and  all  his  fons  muft  die  :. 
*'But  everlafting  life  is  thine, 

*'  To  fave  forever  thofe  that  3y 

"  For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine, 

3  **  By  me  Mdchifedak  was  made 
^'On  earth  a  king  and  prieft  at  once  ; 

"  And  thou,  my  heav'nly  pried,  Ihall  plead; 
"  And  thou,  my  king,  fiialt  rule  my  fons.** 

4  jfcfus  the  prieft,  afcends  his  throne, 
While  counfels  of  eternal  peace, 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  honour  and  fuccefs. 

5  Through  the  whole  earth  his  reign  fhall  fprcad 
And  crufh  the  pow'rs  that  dare  rebel  ; 
Then  fhall  he  judge  the  riling  dead, 


P  S  A  L  M     CX,  CXL  2*v 

And  fend,  the  guilty  world  to  hell, 
6  Though  while  he  treads  his  glorious  way^,. 
He  drinks  the  cup  of  tears  and  blood  ; 
The  f-a ft' rings  of  that  dreadful  day 
Shall  but  advance  him  ne?r  to  God. 
li^^falUT  ex.    Common   Metre/ 
ChrijV s  kingdom  and  priefthood, 
1j  Y'ESUSy  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  thfone,  - 
»J    And-:near  thy  Father  fit:.. 
In  Zion{h.-nii  thy  pow'r  be  known. 
And  make  thy  foes  fubmit, 
2:  What  .wonders  Ihall  thy  gofpelda  ! 
Thy  converts  ihall    furpafs. 
The  num'rous  drop-y  of  morning  dev/, 
And  own  thy  fov're-ign  grace, 
g  Godhath  pronounc'd  a  hrm  decree, 
Nor  changes  what  he  fwore  ; 
*'  Eternal  fhall  thy  prieflhood  be,  > 
''  When  Aaron  is  no  more. 
4  ''  Mdchifedeck  thatwondrousprieftj   . 
'•  That  king  of  high  degree, 
''  That  holy  man,  whom  Abrah'm  bleil^  -, 
.  *♦  Was. but  .a  type  of  thee.'', 
^J^fi^s  our  prieft  for  eyer  lives  .^ 
To.plead.  for  us  above  .* 
^^«x  our  king  forever  give>   •. 
The  blefiings  of  his  love. 
6  God  fliall  exalt  hrs  glorious  head. 
And  his  high  throne  maintain, 
Shall  ilrike  the  pow'rs  and  princes  dcadj     . 
Who  darq  oppofe  his  reign,   . 

Jg)falm  CXI.    ij}  Part.  Com.  Metres 

Thizoifdemofpodinhis  works^  ,. 
iQGNGS  of  immortal  praife  belang    . 
kJ  To  my  almighty  God  j 

T:2 


222  PSALM     CXL 


1 


He  has  ray  heart,  and  he  my  toague. 
To  fpread  his  name  abroad. 

2  How  great  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought 

How  glorious  in  our  fight  ! 
And  men  in  ev'ry  age  have  fought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

3  How  moft  exadis  nature's  frame  ! 

How  \  «ife  th'  eternal  mind  1 
His  counfels  never  change  the  fcheme^ 
That  his  firft  thoughts  defign'd. 

4  When  he  redeem'd  his  chofeafons, 

He  fix'd  his  cov'nant  fure  : 
The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce, 
To  endlefs  years  endure, 

5  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  Iklcs, 

Thy  heav'aly  {kill  proclaim  : 
W  hat  (hall  we  do  to  make  us  wife, 
But  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 

6  To  fear  thy  pow'r,  tf>  truft  thy  grace, 

Is  our  divineft  {lull  .• 
And  ke's  the  wifeft  af  our  race 

That  be  ft  obeys  thy  will. 
JpfalmCXr.  2d  Part.  Common  Metre, 
The  perfeBions  of  God, 

1  f^  REAT  is  the  Lord,  his  works  of  might 
VJT     Demand  our  noble  ft  fongs; 

Let  liis  affembled  faints  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues, 

2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lofd, 

He  gives  his  children  food  ; 

And  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 

He  makes  his  promife  good. . 

3  His  fon,  the  great  Redeemer  came 

To  feal  his  cov'nant  fure  ; 
Holy  and  reverend  is  his  nainCj 

His  w3iys  fti?  juit  dn4  pui*^* 


PSALM     CXII.  323 

I  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wife, 
Muft  with  his  rear  begin  ; 
Our  faired  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
In  hating  ev'ry  fm. 

Pfalltl  CXII.    Particular  Metre. 

The  blejings  of  the  liberal  man, 

inr^HAT.Tiian  is  bleft  who  ftands  In  awe 
X     Of  God,  and  loves  his  facred  law  : 
His  feed  on  earth  ihall  be  renown'd  % 
His  houfe  the  feat  of  wealths  iliall  be 
An  inexlaaufted  treafury, 

And  with  fucceflive  honours  crown'd. 
a  His  lib'ral  favours  he  extends, 
Tofomjshe  gives,  to  others  lends  i 
A  gen -rous  pity  fills  his  mind  4 
Yet  what  his  chsrity  impairs. 
He  faves by  prudence  in  affairs, 
And  thus  he's  jullto  all  mankind, 

3  His  hands,  whileethey  his  alms  beflow'dj^ 
His  gloryis  future  hary eft  fow'd  : 

The  fweet  remembrance  of  the  jufl-. 
Like  a  green  root  revives  and  bears  . 
A  train  afble flings  for  his  heirs. 

When  dyin^  nature  fleeps  in  dufto- 

4  Befet  with  threat'ning  dangers  round, 
Unmov'd  fhall  he  maintain: his.ground  ^ 

His  confcience  holds  his  courage  up  % 
The  foul  that's  lill'd  with  virtue's*  light j 
Shine's  bijghte ft  in  affliftion's  night  ; 

And  fees  in  darknefs  beams  of  hope, 

PAUSJS, 

^  [111  tidings  never  can^rprife 

The  heart  which  fix'd  on  God  relies, 
Though  wav?S  Ji^4  tpinp?ft  roar  aroujid 


.i 


2^4  P  S  A  L  M     CXIL 

Safe  on  a  rock  he  fits,  and  fees    • 
The  i  hip  wreck  of  his  ene*Tiies, 

And  ail  their  h.ope  and  glory  drown'd^ 
6  The  wicked  fhidl  his  triuraph  fee,. 
And  gnaih  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  their  expectations  crofl;,. 
They  aqd  their  envy,  pride  and  fpitCj . 
i>iiik  down,  to  eveibfting  nigl}tj, 

And  all  their  namesin.darknefs  loft.j 

Ji5falnt  CXiiv  LoDg  Metre. 

The  biffjings  oj  tht  pious  and  charitabli. 
1*"  I  'HRiCE  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 
X     Loves  his  commands,  and  trufts  his  wpr4*): 
Honour  and  peace  his  days  attend. 
And  bleffings  to  his  feed  defcend. 

2  CompaiTion  dwells  upon  his,  mind. 
To  works  of  mercy  ftill  inclin'd  : 
He  lends  the  poor  fome  prefent  aid, 
Or  gives  them  not  to  be  repaid, 

3  When  times  grow  dark,  and  tidings  fpread. 
Which  fill  his  neighbours  round  with  dread^ 
His  heart  is  arm'd  againft=  the  fear, 

For  .God  with  all  his  pow'r  i«.  there. 
1^  His  foul  well  fix'd  upori.the  Lord, 

Draws  heavenly  courage  from  his  word.j  . 

Amidft  the  dark nefs^  light  {hall  rife, 

To  cheer  his  heart,  and  blefs  his  eyes,  . 
r  He  hath  difpers'd  his.  alms  abroad. 

His  woiUs  are  ilill  before  his  God  ; 

His  name  on  earth  fhall  long  remain,  - 

While  envious  fmners  fret  in  vain. 


'H 


JhXaini  CXn.  Common  Metre, 

•     Liberality  rewarded,  . 
APPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord;, 
And  follow*  hi§  commanda, 


PSALM     CXIir.  22.5. 

Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward. 
Or  gives  with  lib'ral  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breafly 

To  all  the  ions  of  need  : 
So  God  fhall  anfwer  his  requeft, 
With  blefiings  op  his  feed, 

3  No  evil  tidings  ftiail  furprife 

His  well  eftablifh'd  mind  ; 
Kis  foul  to  God  his  refuge  flieSj 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind, 

4  In  times  of  general  diftrefs, 

Some  beams  of  light  iliall  ftiine, 
To  {hew  the  world  his  righteoufnefsj 
And  give  him' peace  divine* 

5  His  works  of  piety  and  love, 

Remain  before  the  Lord  : 
Honour  on  earth,  and  joys  above,. 
Shall  be  kis  fure  reward^. 

PMm  CXIII.    Partictilar  Metre. 

The  majefty  and  coiidefcenfion  of  God, 

I'VT'E  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
JL      The  honours  of  his  name  record, 

His  facred  name  forever  blefs  : 
Where'er  the  circling  fun  difplays 
His  rifmg  beams,  or  letting  rays, 
Xet  lands  andfeashis  pow'r  confe{s, 
i  Not  time  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds  ; 
.  Can  give  his  vaft  dominicn  bounds  ; 
Theheav'^ns  are  far  below  his  height  ; 
Let  no  created  greatnefs  d^rre 
W^ith  our  eternal  God  compare, 
Ann'd  with  his  uncreated  mights 
4  He  bows  his  glorious  head  to  viev/ 
What  the  bright  hoRs  of  angels  do. 


a^S  F  S  A  L  M     CXIIL- 

A'lwl  bends  his  care  to  mortal  thiDgs--| 
Hisfov'reign  hand  exalts  the  poor, 
He  takes  the  T><!cdy  from  the  door, 

And  makes  them  company  for  kings,.. 
4  When  childlefs  families  defpair, 
He  fends  the  bleffing  of  an  heir, 

Torefcue  their  expiring  name  ; 
The  mother,  with  a  thankful  voice, 
Proclaims  bis  praifes  and  her  joys  : 

Let  ev'ry  age  advance  .his  fame.  . 

Jgfalm  CXlir.    Long  Metre. 

Godfovcrdgn  ayid graciaus,. 

^"KrE  fervants  of  th*  almighty  king, 
1      In  ev'ry  age  his  praifes  fing  ; 
Where'er,  the  fun  fhal4  rife  or  fet, 
The  nations  fhali  his  praife  repeat. 

£   Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  {l^y, 
St-sTids  1:  is  Itigh  throne  of  rn-ajefty  ; 
Nor  time,  nor  place  bis  pow'r  refsiain, 
Nor  bound  his  univerfal  reign. 

3  Which  of  the  fons  of  Add?yi  dare, 
Or  an-gels  with  their  God  compare  ? 
His  glories,  how  divinely  bright. 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light  !, 

4  Behold  his  love^he  (loops  to  view 
Wh?t  faints  above  and  angels  do  •, 
And  condefcends  yet  mcre't^  know 
The  mean  afj-airscj  men  below. 

^  From  duft  and  cottages  obfcure, 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor  ; 
Gives  them  the  honour  oi"  his  fons, 
And  fits  them  for  their  heav'nly  thrones* 

6  {^  A  w'ord  of  his  creating  voice 
Can  make  the  barren  houfe  rcioice  ; 


PS  A  L  M     CXIV.  'S2^ 

Though  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  paft, 
The  promis'd  ieed  is  born  at  laft. 
With  joy  the  mother  views  her  fon, 
And  tells  the  wonders  God  has  done  : 
Faith  may  grow  ftrong  when  fenfe  defpairs; 
If  nature  fails,  the  promife  bears.] 

PfalmCXIV.  LongM^tre. 

Miracles  attending  Ifrad''^ journey, 

WHEN  Ifrei  freed  from  PAarrtoA'shand, 
Lefc  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land,* 
The  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
Their  Ki*ng,  and  Judah  was  his  throne, 

,  Acrofs  the  deep  their  journey  lay  : 

-  The  deep  divides  to  make  the»i  wav  : 
Jordan  beheld* iheir  m.arch  and  fled 
With  backward  current  to  his  head. 

;  The  mountains  fiiooklike  frighted  (heep, 
Like  lam.bs'ihe  little  hillocks  leap  ; 
Not  Sinai  on  her  bafe  could  ftand, 
Confcious  of  fov 'reign  pow'r  at  hand. 

.  What  pow'r  could  make  the  deep  divide ! 
Make  Jordan  backward  rolj  his  tide  ! 

;  Why  did  ye  leap  ye  little  hills  ? 
And  whence  the  Iraght  which  Sinai  feels  ? 

;   Let  ev'ry  mountain,  ev'ry  flood 
Retire  and  know  th*  approaching  God  ; 
The  King  of  Ifr'zl  \  fee  him  here  : 
Tremble  thou  earth,  adore,  and  f^ar. 

)  •  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns, 
TKe  rock  to  ffcanding  pools  he  turns  ; 
Flints  fpring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 
And  firfes  and  ieas  confefs  die  Lord, 


228     ^  PSALM     CXV. 

Pfalm  CXV.    I/?  Part.  Long  Metre, 

The  true.  God  cur  refuge  j    cr^  idolatry  reproved 

ilVTOT  toouifelves,  who  are  but  dull, 
jl\    Not  to  ourfelv'es  is  glory  due, 
Eternal  God,  thou  only  juft, 
Thou  only  gracious,  wife  and  true. 

2  Shine  forth  in  all  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
Vv^hy  fhould  a  Htathen's  haughty  tongue 
Infult  us  and  to  raife  our  fhame. 

Sav.  Vi'htrc's  the  God you^ve  ferv' d  fo  long  f 

3  The  God  we  ferve,  maintains  his  throne 
Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  {kies, 
Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done, 
He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries, 

^   But  the  vain  idols  thsy  adore, 

Are  fcnfelcfsfhapesof  ftone  and  wood  ; 
At  beft  a  mafs  of  gUtt'ring  ore, 
A  fiivcr  faint,  or  golden  god. 

5  [With  eyes  and  ears  tkey  carve  the  head, 
Deaf  are  their  ears,  their  eyes  are  blind  ; 
In  vain  are  coftly  offerings  m?de, 

And  vow!^  are  fcrtter'd  in  the  wind. 

6  Their  feet  were  never  in?de  to  move, 
Nor  hands  to  fave  wl-sn  mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals  th?t  pay  them  fear  or  love. 
Seem  to  be  bliad  and  derf  gs  they.]) 

^7  O  Ifr'd  mske  the  Lord  thy  hope, 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thv  reft. 
The  Lord  Ihall  build  iby  ruins  up, 
And  blefs  the  people  ^nd  the  prieft. 

8  The  dead  no  more  can  fpesk  thy  praifc, 
They  dvv'?ll  in  filence  iti  the  grave  ; 
But  we  fhall  live  to  fuig  ihy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  pow'r  to  fave. 


PSALM     CXV.  22^ 

JPfalm  CXV.  Particular  MetrCc 

Popijh  idolatry  reproved, 
s"^TOT  to  ournames  thou  only  juil  and  true, 
jLN    Not  to  our  wortlilefs  names  is  gloiy  due  r 
Thy  pow'r   and  grace,  thy   truth   and  juilice 

claim  /" 

Immortal  honours  to  thy  fov'reign  name. 
Shine  through  the  earth,  from  heav'nthy  blefl 
abode, 
Nor  let  the  Heathen  fay,  '•' Andwhere's  your 
God  P" 
2  Heav'n    is  thine  higher  court  :  there  (lands 
thy  throne, 
And  thro'  the  lower  worlds  thy  will' is  done: 
Our  God  fram'd  all  this  earth,  thefe    heav'ns 
he  fpread,  [made  ; 

But  fools  adore   the    gods    th.eir    hands  have 
The  k-neeling  crou3,  with    looks    devout,  be- 
hold .     ' 
.'  Their  filver  iaviour?,  and  their  faints  of  gold, 
g  [Vain  are  thofe  artful  fhapes  of  eves  and  ears. 
The  molten,  imsge  neither  fees  nor  hears  ; 
Their  hands   are    heholefs,  ncr  their  feet  cas 
move, 

.,  They  ha\!'e  no  fpeech,  nor  thought,  nor  pow'r '     ' 

V  nor  love  ! 

Yet  foolifnmortalsiTiake  their  long  complaints 

To  their  deaf  idols  and  their  movelsfs  faints, 

.4  The  rich  have  ftatues  well  adorn'd  with  gold  ;      , 

The  poor  content  with  gods  of  coarfer  mold, 

With  toolsof  iron  carve  the  fenfelefs  flock, 

Lopt  from  a. tree,  or  brokefi  from  a  rock  : 

People  and  priefls  drive  on  the  fcrlemh  trade, 

And  truft  the   gods  that  faws  and  hammars 

made.] 

.   ■'■     ;  U^   ■.    .  •      * 


S50  P  S  A  L  M     CXVI. 

£  Be  "heav'n  and  earth  amaz'd  !  'tis  hard  to  fay 
Which  arc  more  ftvipid,  or  their  gods,  or  ihtyk 
O  Ifr'd,  truft.  the  Lord,  he  he?)rs  and  fees, 
He  knows  thy  forrows,andreftores  thypeacc^ 
His  worfhip  does  a  thoufifnd  comforts  yield,^ 
He  is  thy  help,  and  he  thine  heav'nly  fhield. 

6  In  Gca  wc  truft  ;  our  impious. foes  in  vain 
Attempt  our  ruin^  and  oppofe  his  reign  ;  ^ 
J  lad  they   prevail'd,  darknefs  had  clos'd  ^ui 

days, 

And  death  and  filence  had  forhid  his  praifc  t 
.3ut  y^  are  fav'd,  and  live  :  let  fongs  arife, 
And  Zion  blefs  the  God  who  built  the  fkies, 

IPfalm  CXVI.  ly!  Pan.  Common  Mctri 

Ricovny  from  ficknefs, 

iT  LOVE  the  Lord  :  he  heard  myx-vies, 
X     And  pity'd  ev'ry  groan  : 
Long  as  I  live,  vrhen  troubles  rife, 
I'll  haften  to  his  throne. 
*  J  love  the  Lord  ;  he  bow'd  his  ear. 
And  chas'd  ray  griefs  away  ; 
O  let  my  heart  no  more  defpair. 
While  I  have  breath  to  pr^y. 
g  My  flefh  declin'd,  my  fpirits  tell, 
Aad  I  drew  near  the  dead, 
WhLle  inward  pangs,  and  fears  of  hcU, 
Peiplex'd  my  wakeful  head. 
^*'  My  God,  I  cry'd,  thy  fervant  favc, 
*'  Thou  ever  good  and  juft  ; 
**  Thy  pow*r  can  refcae  from  the  grave. 
"  Thy  pow'r  is  all  my  truft." 
c  The  Lord  beheld  me  fore  diftreft, 
lie  hid  my  pains  remove  ; 


P  S  A  L  M     eXVX  -      2p 

Retuwi,  my  foul,- to  God  thy  reflj 
For  ihou  haft  known  feis  love. 
6  My  God  hath  fav'd  ray  foul  from  dcath^ 
And  dry'd  my  falling  tears  : 

Now  to  his  praife  I'll  fpend  my  breathy 
And  my  remaining  years, 

pfalm  CXVI.  2d  Fart.  Goramon  Metre,. 

Vows  made  in  trouble,  paid  in  the  church;  cr^ 
public  thanks  for privati  deliverance^ 

i"f  1C  THAT  fhall  I  render  to  my  God, 
VV     For  all  his  kindneis  Ihown  1 
My  feet  fhall  vilit  thine  abode, 
My  fongS  addrefs  thy  throne. 
':s  Among  the  faints  that  hll  thy  houfe, 
My  ofi'rings  fhall  be  paid  ; 
There  (hall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  foul  in  anguifh  made. 
:g  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 
Thou  everblelfed  God  ! 
How  dear  thy  fervants  in  thy  fight  I 
How  precious  is  their  blood  ! 
j4  How  happy  all  thy  fervants  are  I 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
'      My  life,  which  thou  haft  made  thy  care. 
Lord,  I  devete  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thinCj 

Nor  fhall  my  purpofe  move  ; 
.Thy  hand  hath  loos'd  my  bonds  of  paiil^ 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love.- 

6  Here  in  thy  courts  1  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  recora  ; 
'  Witnefs  ye  faints,  who  hear  me  now, 
H  I  forfake  the  i^ord. 


23*      PSALM     CXVII,  CXVIII. 

Pfalm  CXVII.  Common  Metre. 

P  rax  ft  to  Gadjrcm  ail  nations. 
s/^   ALL  ye  nations  praife  th€  Lord, 
V^   Each  with  a  different  tongue  j 
In  ev'ry  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his  name  be  fang. 
2  His  mercy  reigns  through,  ev'ry  land; 
Proclaim  his  grace  : broad  ; 
Forever  firm  thy  truth  fnall  fland  ; 
Praife  ye  the  Lithful  God^ 

Pfalm  CXVii:   Long  Metre. 

1  TpROM  .'Ll  that  dwell  below  the  Tkics, 
J,     Let  the  Creator's  praife  arife  : 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  fung 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue, 

2  Eternal  are  thy  meT<:ie:3.  Lord; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  : 

Thy  praif?  fhall  found  from  fhore  to  fhor«, 
'Tin  iuns  Ihall  rife  and  fet  no. mere. 

IPfalm  CXVn.    short  Metre, 
i*"  I     hlY  name,  almighty  Lord, 

JL    '  Shall  found  through  diftant  lands  ; 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and/ure  thy  word, 
Thy  truth  forever  ftands. 
2   Far  be  thine  honour  fprcad. 

And  lor^g  thy  praife  endure, 
*TiM  morning  light,  and  ev'ninglhade 
Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 

IpfaimCXVML  i/rPa^.  Common  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  a  tumult- 

i/  I  "*HE  Lord  appears  my  helperhow, 
X     Nor  is  my  faith  afraid 
What  all  the  fons  of  earth  "canMo, 
Since  heav'n  affords  itis  aid.  . 


?  S  A  L  M.    CXVIII.  233 

^Tis  fafer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  thee. 

And  have  my  God  my  friend. 
Than  trufl  in  men  of  high  degree. 

And  on  their  truth  depend. 

3  Like  bees  my  foes  befet  me  round^ 

A  large  and  angry  fwarm  ; 
But  I  fh'ali  all  their  rsge  confound, 
By  thine  almighty  arni, 

4  'Tis  through  the  Lord,  my  heart  is  ftrcngy- 

In  him  my  lips  rejoice  ; 
While  his  falvation  is  my  fong. 
How  cdiearfulismy  voice  I 

5  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round  ; 

when  God  appears,  they  fly  : 
So- burning- thorns  wiih  crackling  found 
Make  a  fierce  blaze  and  die, 

6  Joy  to  the  faints,  and  peace  belongs  ^ 

The  Lord  protefts  their  days  ; 
Let  Ifr'&l  tune  immortal  fon^*- 
To  hisairaightygraeSi  . 

Pfalm- CXVIII*  2d  Part,  Com.  Meffe. 

Publk  prai/e for  ddiveraiice from  death. 

1  T    OPvD,  thou  haft  heard  thy  fervant  cry,  - 
JLj  And  refcu'd  from  ths  grave  ; 

Now  fhallhe  live  :  (and  none  can  die^ 
If  God  refolve  to  fave.) 

2  Thy  praife  more  conftant  than  before. 

Shall  fill  his  daily  breath  ; 
Thy  hand   that  hath  chaftis'd  him  forCj, 
X>e fends  him  ftill  from  death. 

3  Open  the  gates  of  Zi^n  new, 

For  \v^  lliall  worfhip  there, 
The  houfe  where  all  the  righteous  go^^ 
Thy  mercv  to  declare. 


434  rSALM     CXVIII. 

4  Among  the  aflemblies  of  thy  faint s. 
Our  thankful  voice  we  raife  : 
There  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints,     1 
And  there  we  fpeak  thy  praife, 

PfalmCXTfkl.  2<i  Pari,  Com.  Metre. 

Chnfl  the  foundation  of  his  church. 

1  T>  EHOLD  tKefure  foundation  {lone 
JO     Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 

To  build  ©ur  heav'nly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praife. 

2  Chofen  of  God,  to  finners  dear, 

And  faints  adore  tlie  name, 
They  truft  their  whole  falvation  here, 
Nor  fhall  they  fuffer  fhame. 

3  The  foolifh  builders,  fcribe  and  prieft, 

Reje£l  it  with  difdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  the  church,  fiiall  reft, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withftood, 

Yet  muft  this  building  rife  ;     - 
'Tis  thy  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wond'rous  in  our  eyes. 

iPfalm  CXVfll.  4th  Part.  Com.    Metre, 

Hofanna  ;  the   Lord's  day  ;    or,    Chrifi's  refur* 
redion  and  our  falvatioii, 

1  'T^Htyis  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 
X       He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praife  furroand  the  throne. 
2.  To  day  he  rofe  and  left  the  de^idf 
And  Satan's  envpiYQ  fell  ; 
To  day  the  iaints  Ms  triumphs  fprea^^ 
Anaall  his  ^Yonders  tcH,^ 


P  S  AL  M     CXVIII,  ^35 

3  Hofanna  to  the  anointed  King, 
-     To  David's  holy  fon  : 

Help  us,  O  Lord,  dfefcend  and  bring       "^^ 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Bleft  b^  the  Lord,  who  comss  to  men 

With  meffages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name 
To  faveour  fmful  race. 

5  Hofanna  in  the  higheft  flrains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raife  i 
The  higheft  heav'ns  in  ^'t'hich  he  reignj. 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praife, 

Pfalm  ex  VIIL  Short  Metre. 

A  Hofanna  for    the  Lord's  day  j   or,  a  nczijfc7ig- 
''  of  falvation  by  Ckrifto 

EE  what  a  living  ftone 

The  builders  did  refufe  ;  : 

Yet  God  haih  built  his  church  thereon:,^ 
In  fpite  of. envious  Jews. 
2.    The  fcribe  and  angry  prieft 
Rejeft  thine  only  Son'-; 
Yet  -on  this  rock  Ihall  Sion  reft, 
As  the  chief  corner  ftone. 
3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  wond'rous  in  our  eyes  : 
This  dav  dech.r-s  '-  all  divine. 


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That  CL 

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I.-e^t  us  rejc; 

Le-f  all 

5  K'.- 

Of  _^ 

Blel^  him  ^ 

-      '  Saivaii 

23^  PSALM     CXVin. 

6  Wc  blefs  thine  holy  word 

Which  all  this  grace  difplays  ;. 
And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 

Otir  facrifice  of  praife.. 

PXalm  CXVIII:  Long  Metre. 

An  hofanna-fir  the   Lord's  day  ;  or,  a  ntutfdnj 
ojjalvation  by  Ckrijt,. 

3  T    or  whdit  a  glorious  corner  flone 
JL-<     The  jftwijh  builders  did  refufe  : 

But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereen. 

In  fpite  of  envy  and  ihe  J^tzos. 
2   GrcatGodj  the  work  is  all  divine,, 

The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes  ; 

This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thinc^ 

The  dfty  that  faw  our  Saviour  rife, 
^  Sinners  rejoice,  and  faints  be  glad  ;', 

Hofanna,  let  his  name  be  blefl  : : 

A  thoufand  honours  oa  his  head,. 

"With  peace  and  light,  and  glory  reft  I ' 

4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring  , 
Salvation  to  our  dymg  race  ;  . 
Let  the  whole  church  addrdfs  their  king: 
Whh  hearts  of  joy  and  fongs  of  praife. . 

3g)falni  CXIX.  ij  Part,  common  Metre; 

[1  have  collc6ledand  difpofed  the  moft  ufei- 
fal  vcrfss  of  thrs  Pfalm  under  eighteen  differ- 
ent heads,  and  formed  a  divine  long  upon- each! 
of  them.  But  the  verfes  are  much  tranfpofed, 
to  attain -fome  degree  ot  connexion.  In  feme 
places  among  the  words;  law,  commands,  judg- 
vtenti,  UftimoniiLs,  I  have  ufed  gofpd,  word, 
grace,  truth,  promifes,  &c.  as  more  agreeable  to 
i\^Q  NcwTeiUment,  and*the  common  language 


PSALM     CXIX,  S37 

if  Chriilians.  and  it  equally  aufwerstbe  dsfign 
)f  the  Pf'tmill,  which  was  to  recominend  ttie 
iolyfcriptuie.1 

ThibleJ&dnefsoffaints^and  mifery  of /inner  s^ 
Ver.   1,  2,  3. 

iTI>  LEST  a-re  the  undcfii'd  in  he?rt, 
X3      W'hofe  ways  are  r:ght  dnd  clean  ; 
Who  never  frosi  th\  law  drpart, 
Bat  fly  from  ev'ry  fin. 

2  Bielt  I.  re  the  men  that  keep  thy  word, 

And  pr??ctife  thy  commands  ; 
With  iheir  whole' heart  ihey  Ceek  the  Lord 
And  ferve  ihee  with  their  har.ds. 
Ver.  ^65. 

3  Great  is  their  pe?ce  who  Inve  thy  law  ; 

How  firm  their  fouls  rbide  ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  dn:\\r 
Their  ileady  feet  alide. 
Ver.  6.    _ 

4  Then  fliall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 

And  keep  my  face  from  fhame, 
When  all  thy  fiatutes  i  obey, 
And  honour  all  thy  name. 
Ver.  21,  1 18.     _ 
c   But  haughty  fmners  God  will  hate, 
The  proud  fhall  die  accurft  ; 
The  fons  of  falfekood  and  deceit 
'     Are  trodden  to  the  dull. 
Ver.  119,155. 
6  Vile  as  the  drofs  the  wicked  are  : 
And  thofe  that  leave  thy  v.'-ays 
Shall  fee  falvation  from  afar,  . 
.    But  never  t-afte  thy  grace. 


£3?  PSALM    cxrx; 

Pfalm  CXIX  tji  Paru  Common  Metre. 

Stcrtt   devotion    ani  fpiritnai  miniedneft ;    en 
conflant  convcrje  with  Qod, 
Ver.  147,  55. 
r  I  'O  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 
A       My  gracious  God,  1  pray  ; 
I  meditate  thy  name  by  Right, 
And  keep  thy  law  by  day» 
Ver.  81. 

2  My  fpirk  faints  to  fee  thy  grace, 

Thy  promife  bears  me  up  ; 
And  while  falvation  long  delays,. 
Thy  word  fupports  my  hope, 
Ver.  164. 

3  Seven  times  a  day  I  lift  my  hands,. 

And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee  ; 
Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Repeated  praife  from  me, 
Ver.  6». 

4  When  midnight  darknefs  veils  the  (kits, 

I  call  thy  works  to  mind  ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rife. 
And  fweet  acceptance  find. 

J^falmCXlX.  2^  Part.  Common  Metre, 

Frofejions   ef  f,nurity^     repentance     end    ehe^ 
dUnct. 

Ver.' 5.7,  60. 
i'"T^HOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God, 
X       Sc*on  as  1  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  hade  t 'obey  thy  word, 
And  fuftcrs  no  delay. 

Ver.   30,  14.       • 
?L  I  choofe  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 
And  glory  iii  my  chcice  ; 


V  S  Ah  M    CXlXc  23^ 

"Not  all  the  Tiches  of  the  earth 
Could  make  me  fo  rejoice, 
3  The  teftimonies  of  thy  gracc^ 
I  fet  before  mine  eyes  ; 
li^enGe  I  derive  my  daiily  ftrcngtkj 
And  there  my  comfort  lies, 
Ver.  59. 
If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways, 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  truft:  thy  pard'ning  grace, 
Ver.  94,  114. 
Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 

O  fave  thy  fervant,  Lord, 
Thou  art  my  ftiield,  my  hjding  place, 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 
Ver.  112. 
6  Thou  hail  inclined  this  heart  of  mine 
Thy  flatutes  to  fulfil ; 
And  thus  'tiU  mortal  life  fhall  end 
Would  I  perform  thy  will, 

Pfalm  CXIX.    ^th  Fart.    Ccnn.  Metre. 

InJtruBio  nsfrom  f crip  tun. 
Ver.  9. 

1  T  TOW  fhall  the  young  fa  cure  their  hearts, 
X  X     And  guard  their  lives  from  lin ; 
Thy  word  thechoiceft  rule  imparts 

To  keep  the  confciencc  clean, 
Ver.  130. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  fpreads  fuch  light  abroad. 
The  meaaefl  fouls  inO:ru6lion  find, 
And  raife  their  thoughts  to  God» 


240  P  S  A  L  M  CXIX. 

Ver.  105. 
3  'Tis  JiVe  tkefun,  a  heav'nly  light 
That  guides  as  all  ibe  day  ; 
And  throiig^k.  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  kmp  10  icad  our  way. 
Ver.  99.    100. 
^  iThc  men  that  keep  thy  law  with  care,- 
And  meditate  thy  word, 
Grow  wifer  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  Jviiow  the  Lord. 
Ver.   104,  113. 

5  .Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wife  ; 

1  hate  the  fmner-'s  road  ; 
1  hate*  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rife, 
But  l0ve  thy  law,  my  God. 

Ver.  89,  90.  91.   , 

6  [The  flarry  keav'ns  thy  rule  obey^ 

The  earth  maintains  her  place  ; 
And  thefe  thy  fervEnts  nigKt  and  day 
Thy  Ikill  and  pow'r  exprefs.* 
»7  •  But  ilill  thy  law  and  gofpel,  Lord, 
Have^icllons  more  divine  : 
Not  earth  fiands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Ncr  PtarsTo  nobly  fnine.l 

♦     Ver.   1 60.  1 40,  9,  1 16. 
8  Thy  word" is  everlalling  truth  ; 
How  pure  i:s..ev*ry  prge  ! 
That  holy  book  Ihall  guide  cur  youth, 
And  Well  fupport  our  age, 

lli>fa(in  CXJX.    s/,6   Part.    Com    Metr. 
Ddi^ht  in  fcrifturt  ;  or,  the  uord  of  God  dm 
ii?^g  in  vs, 
Ver.  07. 
,    /^  HOW  Move  thy  koly  law, 
V^     'Tis  daily  my  delight  ;  . 


,  FSAXM     CXIX,  541 

I  And  thence  my  meditations  dravv 
I       Divine  advice  by  night. 
Vet.  148* 
2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day 

To  mediate  thy  word  ; 
My  foul  M'ith  longing  melts  away 
To  hear  thy  gofpel  Lord. 
Ver.  3,  13,  54^ 
1.3  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage  I   ■ 
j '     How  well  employ  my  tongue  1 
[And  in  my  tirefome  pilgrimage, 
j       Yields  me  an  heav'nly  fong. 
Ver.  19,  103. 
4  Am  I  a  flrangsfj  or  ai  home  ? 

'Tis  my  perpetual  feafl  ; 
'Not  honey  dropping  from  thi  combj 
So  much  delights  my   tafle. 
V'er.  72,    i2  7» 
.'5  No  treafates  fo  inrich  thd  mind  i 
I;     Nor  fhall  thy  wjrd  be  fold 
For  loads  of  filver  well  refin'd 
Nor  heaps  of  choiceil  gold. 
Ver,'>8,49,  '75:  . 
6  When  nature  links,  and  ipirits  droopj 

Thy  promifes  of  grace 
Are  pillg.TS  to  fupport  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  praifs. 

JPfalm  CXIX.  6ff^  Part.  Commoa  Metre! 

Holinefs  and  comfort  from  the  toerd, 
Ver.  128. 

LORD,  I  cfteem  thy  judgments  ri|hty 
And  all  thy  ftatutes  juft  ; 
Thence  I  maintain  a  conftaat  fi'ghl 
-   Wi-tti  every  flat'ring  lufl, 
W 


S4! 


P  S  A-  I.  M     CXIX, 


Ver.  97,  9. 
n  I'hy  precepts  often  1  furvey  : 

I  keep  thy  law  in  Tight,    . 
I'hrcugti  iM  the  bus'nels  of  the  day.    ■ 
To  form  thy  aftions  nght, 
Ver.  t2. 

3  My  heart  in  midnight  lilcnce  cries, 
'•  How  fweet  thy  sjomfoir;;  be," 

My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rife, 
j:\vl&  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 
Ver.  ite2. 

4  And  when  my  fpiiit  drinks  her  fill. 
At  Tome  good  word  of  thine. 

Not  mighty  men  that  fhare  the  ipoil 

Ilave  joys  compar'd  to  ir.me. 
Ipfalm    CXIX.    'itb    Part.  Com.    Metre. 
IiiK,pcrJcciion  of  r.^zture,  and  perfection  ofjcripturc, 

Ver.  (jS,  p^araphraied. 
T    ET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
A  J  To  form  one  perfe£l  book, 
GrCut  God,    if  once  compared    with  thine 

ilow  mean  their  writings  look  \ 

2  Not  the  mofl  perfect  rules  they  gave 
Could  (hew  one  fm  forgiv  n 

Nor  lead  a  Hep  beyond  the  ,s^rave  j 
But  thine  eonduA  to  heav'n. 

3  I've  fsen  an  end  of  what  wecrji 
Perfection  here  below  ; 

How  fhoit  the  Dowr's  of  nature  fall 
Ar.d  can  no  further  go. 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  bejufl  with  God, 
By  works  their  hands  have  wrovight  j 

Jilt  thy  commands,  exceeding  broiid. 
Extend  t©  evcrv  thought. 


r  S  A  L  M     CXIX.  Mt 

r   In  vain- we  boaft  perfeaion  here, 

"    M^ile  fin  flefs«les  our  framej 

And  (inks,  our  virtues    down  fo  far, 

Thev  (carce  dx:lerve  the  name. 
6  Oar'fakn.  aad  love  with  every    grace. 

Fall  far  below  thy  word. 
But  perfe&  truth  and  right'oufr.efs. 

Dwell  enly  with  the  Lord. 
pMm  CXlX.    ^ih  Part,    Com,  'Metre. 
Tkc  loord   efGodh   thcfai.iVs  pcrHon  ;  or  thi 
txciiitncy    and  variety    cf/crtpiure. 

Ver.  Ill,  paraphrafed.  . 

X   T    ORD,  Ihave  made  ihywo-rd  my  choice, 

X-J  My  iaittr.g  heritage  ; 
Th-re  fhail  mv  noble  ft  pow'rs  rejoice, 

Mv   warraell  thoughts  engage. 

2  rii  read  the  hilfries  of  thy  love, 
And  keep  thy  laws  in  fight. 

-While  through  the  promifes  I  rove, 
With  ever  frelh  dehght. 

3  'Tisa  broad  land  of  •^■e<lth  unknown, 
AVhere  fprings  of  li  fe  arife, 

Seeds  of  immortal  blifs  are  fown,  ' 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  bed  relief  that  mourners  have, 
It  makes  our  forrows  blefl  ; 

Our  faire-ft  hopes  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  red. 

^MM  CXIX.    ^tB  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Vijlre  of  knowkd.gc  ;  or,  the  teaching  of  tkcfpirit 
until  the  word, 

Ver  64,   68,    18. 
I  npHY  mercies  fiU  the  earth,  O  Lopd^ 
X     Hqw  go©d  thy  works  appear  J 


ai4     '  PSA  LM  CXIX. 

Open  mine  .eyes,  to  read  thy  word, 
And  fee  thy  wonders  there. 
Ver.73,  125. 
a  My  heart  was  fafnion'd  by  thy  hand, 

My  fervice  is  thy  due, 
O  make  thy  fervant  underfland 
The  duties  he  muft  do. 
Ver.  19. 

3  Since  I*m   a  ftranger  here  below, 
Let  not  thy  path  be  hi^, 

But  msik  the  road  rny  feet  fhall  go, 
And  be  iny  c.onftant  ^uide. 
Ver.  26. 

4  When  I  confefs  my  wand'ring  waySj 
Thou  hc?-rd  my  fcul  complain  ; 

Grant  me  the  teachings  oi  thy  grace, 
Or  I  iSiall  ftray  ?gain. 

5  If  God  to  me  his  Itatutes  fh-ew, 
A.nd  heav'nly  truth  impart, 

His  work,  forever  I'll  purfae, 
His  law  fhall  rule  my  heart. 
Ver.  50,  71. 
6  This  was  my  comfort  when  I  bore 

Variety  of  grief  ♦, 
It  made  n^' learn  thy  word  the  more, 
And  tly  to  that  relief. 
Ver.  51. 
[7  { In  vain  the  proud  deride  me  now  ; 

I'll  ne'er  forget  thv  law, 
Nor  let  that  bleifed  gcfpel  go  . 
Whence  all  my  hopes  I  draw. 
Ver.  27,  171. 
§  When  I  have  learnt  my  father's  wiU^ 
i'll  teach  the  world  his  ways  ; 


PSALM     CXIX.  245 

hii.y  thankful  lips  infpir'd  with    zeal, 
Shall  loud  pronounce  his  pia.fs.  ] 

PCllai  CXIX.   lor^  Paf't.  Com.  Metrc.^ 

Pleading  the  promifis. 

Ver.  38,  ^9. 
|i   T)  EHOLD  thy  waiting  iervant,  Lord, 
J3      Devoted  to  thy  fear  ; 

[Remember  and  confirm  thy  word, 
For  all  my  I  opes  are  there. 

Ver.  41,  58,   107, 
2  Haft  thou  not  fent  ialvation  down. 

And  promis'd  quick'ning  grace  ? 
Doth  not  my  heaat  addrel's  thy  throne  r 
A.nd  yet  thy  love  delays. 

Ver.  123,  42. 
g  Mine  eyes  for  thy  falvation  iail  ;; 

O  bear  thy  fervant  up  ; 
Nor  let  the  fcolling  lips  prevail,  .. 
^    V/ho. dare  reproach  my  hope, 
Ver.   49,   74. 
^  Didft  tliou  not  raife  my  faith  O  Lord^? 

•  Then  let  my  truth  appear  : 
Saints  fh  all  rejoice  in  my  reward,,.^ 

And  truH:  as  well  as  fear.  ,  ||p^ 

pfalm  CXIX.  1  lib  Part,  Corsv.  Metre, 

Breathing  after  holinefs, 
Ver.  5,    33. 

*  ^'^'i'ilATihs  Lord  would  guide  my  ways.  > 
V^  To  keep  his  ftatutes  dill  » 

O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace  - 
To  know  and  do  his  will  1 


a^6  PSALM     CXIX. 

2  O  fend  thy  fpirit  down  to  write 
Thy  iaw  upon  my  heart  ! 

Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  2d  the  liars  part. 

Ver.  37,  36/ 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes, 
Let  no  cerrupt  defign, 

Nor  covctious  delires  arife 
Within  this  foul  of  mine. 
Ver.-|fc33. 

4  Order  ray  footfleps  by  thy  word^ 
And  make  my  heart  fmcere  \ 

Let  fm  have  no  dominion  Lord, 
But  keep  qay  confcience  c-tear. 
Ver.  176. 

5  My  foul  hath  gone  too  far  aftray. 
My  feet  too  often  flip, 

Yet  Ance  I've  not  forgot  thy  way 
Reftore  thy  wand'ringfheep. 
Ver.  35. 
-6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands  ; 

'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head  or  heart,  or  haods, 
Ofteeid  againft  my  God. 

IPralnXG^IX    izth  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Breathing  after  comfort  and  deliverance, 

I*  A  /T  Y  God  confider  my  diflrcfs, 

XV-L   Let  mercy  plead  my  caufe  ; 
Though  1  have  fmnd  againlt  thy  grage, 

I  can't  forget  thy  laws. 

Ver,  39,  116. 
2  Forbid,  forbid  the  (horp  reproach, 

Which  Ifojuftly  fear  ; 
Uphold  my  life  uphold  my  hopes, 

Nor  let  vny  {hame  appear. 


PSALM    CXIX.  247 

Ver.  122,  135. 

3  Be  thou  a  furety.  Lord,  for  m«, 

Nor  let  the  proud  opprefs, 
B^it  make  th^'-  waiting  fervant  fee 
Thefhinings  of  ihy  face. 
Ver.  82. 

4  Mine  eyes  with  expe^lation  fail, 
My    heart  within  nie  cries. 

Whtn   will  the  Lord  his  truth  fulfil, 
And  make  my  comforts  ri/c  ? 
Ver,    132. 

5  Look  down  upon  my  forrows,  Lord, 
And  fhew  thy  gr?ce  the  fame. 

As  thou  art  ever  wont  t'  ?fford 
To  thofe  that  love  thy  name. 

PfallllCXIX.    I3//J    Parf.    Com.  Metre. 

.    Holy  fear  and  tendtrmfs  of  confcicncCo, 
Ver.   10 

1  "TX  riTH   my  whole   heart     I've   fought 

V  V  O  let  me  never  ftray  [thy face. 

From  thy  commands,  O  God  of  grace, 
Nor  tread  the  linners   way, 
Ver.  11. 

2  Thy  word  Fve  hid  within  mj  heart, 
To  keep  my  confcience  clean,  ^ 

And  bean  everlafling  guard 

From  every  rifmg  hn, 

Ver.  63,  53,    158. 
Q  Fm  a  companion  of  the  faints, 

Who  ipar  and  love  the  Lord  ; 
My  fdrrows  rUe,  my  nature  faints, 

When  men  tranfgrefs  thy  word, 
Ver.   16  J ,    163. 
4  While  fmners  do  thy  gofpel  wroi.^^, 

My  fpirit  ftands  in  awe  \  " 


24S  PSALM     CXIX. 

Iv^'  foul  2bh(:rs  r  lying  tongue, 
But  loves  thy  right'ous  hw. 
Ver.  it)i,    120. 

5  My  heart  with  facied  rev'rence  hears 
Ihe  threat '-.ings  of  thy  v/ord  ; 

My  fiefh  vvuh  holy  tremblir.g  fears 
Thcjud/mrnts  of  the  Lord, 
Ver.  166, '  17 4. 

6  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,   I  wait 
For  thy  faivation  ilitl  ; 

While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  wilL 

JPfalm  CXIX.     14M  PatL  Com.  Metre. 

BcnefU.oJ  affliaions,  andfupport  under  them. 
V^r.  153,  81,82. 

1  /^"^ONSIDERallmyforrowsLordj 
V^   And  thy  deliv 'ranee  f^pd  ; 

My  foul  for  thy   falvation  faints  ; 
When  will  my  troubles  end? 
Ver.  71. 

2  Yet  have  L  found  His  good  for  mc 
Xo  bear  my  father's  rod  ; 

Afflictions  niake  me  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  Qpon  my  God. 
Ver.  50. 

3  ,  This  IS  the  comfort  I  enjoy 
When  new  diflrefs  begins  ; 

iTeadthy  word.  I  run  thy  way, 
And  hate  my  former  iins. 
Ver.  92. 

4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight 
When  ..  thly  joys  Mtre  fled,    " 


P  S  A  L  M     CXIX.  249 

My  fou4,  oppredvvith  forrow's  weighs, 

Hadfunkamongft  the  dead, 
Ver»  7^5. 
5  I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 

Though  they  may  fceni  fevere  ; 
The  fharpeft  iuffeTings  1  endure 

Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 
Ver.  67. 
$  Before    I  knew  thy  chall'ningrod 

My  feet  were  apt  to  llray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  tlry  word, 

Nor  v/andcr  from  thy  way, 

i&film  CXIX.  I  sth  Pari,  Com  Metrs,. 

Holy  refclittions. 

Ver.  93, 
a  /^  THAT  thy  ftatutes  ev'ry  hotrr 

V-/ Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  qu-ick'nivig  pow'r 
.    And  daily  peace  I  find, 

Ver.  15.  16. 
To  naediatc  thy  precepts,  Lord, 

Shall  fee  my  fweet  icnploy  ; 
My  foul  Siatl  ne'er  forget  thy  word,. 
Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 

Ver,    32. 

3  How  would  I  run  at  thy  c.ommaords 
if  thou  my  heart  difch^rge 

From  fm  and   Satan's  hateful  chains, 
And  fet  my  feet,  at  large. 

Ver    13,  46, 

4  My.  lips  with  courage  {hall  declai-e 
Thy  itatutes  and  thy  name  : 

ril  fpeak  thy  word,  the*  kings  fhould'hear, 
Nor  yield  to  fmful  fhame. 


i»50  PSALM     CXIX. 

Ver.  6t,  65,  70. 

5  Let  bands  of  perlecutors  rife 
To  rob  rvae  of  my  right, 

Let  prick  and  malice  forge  their  lies, 
Thy  law  is  my  delight, 
Ver.  1 15. 

6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race-, 
Vv'hofe  hands  and  hearts  ar-e  ill  : 

I  love^my  God,    I  love  his  ways, 

And  mujfl  obey  his  will.  _ 

pfillm  CXlX    16th  Part.    Com.  Metre, 
Prayer  for  quickening  grace, 
'  Ver.  25,  37. 
i    TV  yf"  Y  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dull  : 
i:VA   Lord  give  me  life  divine  ; 
From  vain  defires  and  every  iuli 
Turn  otf  thefe  eyes  of /nine, 
c  I  need  the  infi'ence  of  thy  grace^ 

To  fpeed  me  in  thy  way. 
Left  I  fhould  loiaterin  my  race^ 
Or  turn  my  feet  aftray. 
Ver.     ©7. 

3  When  fore  affiittions  prefis  me  dbwr.j 
1  need  thy  quick 'ning  pow'rs  ; 

Thy  word  th^    I  have  relied  on 
Ibhaii  help  my  heaviefl  hours. 
'Ver.  156,  40. 

4  Are  not  tKy  mercies  fov'reiga  flU!, 
And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 

Wilt  thoii  not  grant  me  warmer  acal 
To  ran  th^  heavenly  road  ? 
Ver.  159,  40. 

5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  Icvfe, 
And  long  to  fee  ihy  face  ? 

And  yet  how  flow  my  Cpirits  move 
Without  enlivening  griice  I 


P  S  A  L  iM     CXIX.  s^i 

ver.  93. 
Then  O13II  I  Icve  thy  gofpel  more, 
And  nc"er  forget  thy  word, 
V^'hen  I  have  felt  its  quickening  pow'r 
To  draw  rae  near  the  Lord. 

PfalinCXiX.  J  J th  Part.  Lang  Metre. 

)^UTagc  and  per/everanc  under  fer/ecution,    or,^ 
:     grace  Jhinin^  in  iigicultus  and  trials, 

Ver.  143.  28. 

WHEN  pain  and  anguith  i"«izerae,  Lord 
All  my  fupport   is  from  thy  word  ^ 
Mv  f<^ul  difTolves  for  heavinefs  : 
Uphold  me  with  thy  ftrength'ning  grace, 

Ver.  51,  69,  110. 
The  proud  have  fram'd  their  feoffs  and  lies, 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 
And  tempt  my  foul  to  fnares  and  fin: 
Yet  th^^commands  I  ne^r  decline^ 

Ver.  161.  1%. 
They  hate  me,  Lord*  without  a  caufe, 
They  hate  to  fee  me  love  thy  laws  ; 
ut  I  will  truO:  and  fear  thy  name, 
Till  ptids  and  malice  die   with  fname. 

piallU  CXIX  Ufl   Part  Long  Metre. 

taniijied  aMiBions,    or,  delight  in  ths  zvord  ?f 
God. 
Ver.  67,  59 
I^ATHER,  i  blels  thy  gentle  hand  : 
X     How  kinf^.wasthy  chsilifing  rod, 
lat  forc'd  my  confcience  to  a  ftand, 
And   brought    my  wand'ring    foui  to  God  I 
Fooliili  and  vam  I  went  aftrc--y, 
Ere  I  had  felt  thy  fcourges^  Lord, 


252 


PSALM     CXIX. 


I  left  my  guide,  asd  loft  my  way, 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  vv^oid. 
Ver.  71. 

3  *Ti&  good  for  me  to  bear  the  yoke, 
For  pride,  is  apt  to  rife  and  fwell  ; 

^Tis  good  to  bear  my  father's  flroke 
That  I  might  learn  his   Hatutes  well. 
Ver.  72. 

4  The  law  that  ififues  from  thy  mouth 
Shall  raife  my  cheerful  pafiions  more 

Than  all  the  treafures  of  the  South 
0r  weflern  hills  of  golden  ore. 
Ver.  73, 

5  Thy  hands  have  made.m)'-  racfrtal  frajne, 
Thy  fpirit  form'd  my  foul  wi^thin    ; 

Teach  mc  to  know  thy  wond'rous  n?me, 
And  guard  me  fafe  from  death  and  fin. 
Ver.   74. 

6  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 
At  my  falvation  fhail  rejoice  ; 

For  I  have  hoped  in  thy  word, 

And  made  thy  grace  ray  vDnly  choice. 

Plalm  CXX.  Common  Metro. 

Cempiamt  of  quarrdfomc  neigkbaurs  :  or,  a 
vuiit  wiJJi  for  peace. 

1  'TTHOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever  bleft, 

X     Pity  my  fuu'ring  (late  ; 
When  wilt  thou  fet  my  foul  at  reft 
From  lips  that  love  deceit  ! 

2  Hard  lot  of  mine  !  my  d?vys  are  caft 

Among  the  fons  of  ftrife, 
Whole  never  ceafiyg  brawlings  wafte 
My  golden  hours  of  life. 

3  O  might  I  fly  to  chaiige  ray  placc-^ 

liow  would  I  chufe  to  dwell 


PSA  L  M     XXI.  -^58 

'^n  Tome  wide  lonefome  wildernefs, 
And  leave  thefe  gates  of  hell, 

4  Peace  is  the-blefling  that  I-  leek. 
How  lovely  are  its  charms  ! 

1  am  for  peace  :  but  when  I  fpeak. 
They  ail  declare  for  arms. 

5  Nevv  paffions  ftiU  their  fouls  engage, 
And  keep  their  malice  ftrong, 

What  fhall-be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 
O  thou  devouring  tongue  ! 

6  Should  burning  arrows  fmite  theetiirough^ 
Strift  juftice  would  approve  ; 

But  I  hadrather  i'paremy  foe, 
And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

Pfalllt  XXI.  Long  Metre. 

Divine   PrvtcBion, 
I  T  T?  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

kJ    Th'  eternal  hills- beyond  the  Ikies  ; 
Thence  all  her  help  my  foiil  derives  ; 
There  my  almighty  Refuge  lives. 

He  'ives  ;  the  everlafling  God, 
Hiat  built  the  world,  that  fpread  the  flood  ^ 
The  heav'ns  with  all  their  hofts  he  made  % 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way  ;  / 
His  morning  fmiles  blefs  all  the  day  ;         / 
He  fpreads  the  evening  veil,  and  keeps    / 
The  filent  houi-s  while  ifr'el  fleeps.  / 

Ifrael,  a  name  divinely  bleft,  / 

May  rife  fecure,  fecurely  reft  ;  ' 

Thy  holy  guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  ilumber  nor  fuprize. 
H^o  fun  fhall  fmite  thy  head  by  day,  / 
Nor  the  pale  nioon  with  fickly  r^,  / 


-254  PSALM     CXXI. 

Shall  blaft  thy  couch  ;  no  baleful  flar 
Dart  his  malignant  fire  fo  far. 

6  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burn. 
Still  thou  fhalt  go  and  ftill  return 
Safe  in  the  Lord  ;  his  heav'nly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  ev'ry  fnare. 

fj  On  thee  foul  fpirits  have  no  pow'r 
And  in  thy  law.  departing  hour 
Angels,  that  trace  the  airy  road, 
Shall  bear  thee  homev/ard  to  thy  God, 

Ipfalm  CXXL   Common  Metre, 

Prefcrvation  by  day  and  nighty 

t   '  I  ^O  heav'n  1  lift  my  waiting  eyes, 

X     There  all  my  hopes  are  laid  ; 
The  Lord  that  built  the  earth  and  fkies 

Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  feet  fhail  never  Aide  to  fall, 
Whom  he  defigns  to  keep  : 

His  ear  attends  the  fofteft  call  • 
His  eyes  can  never  fleep. 

3  He  will  fuftainour  weak-eft  pow*rs,   . 
With  his  almighty  arm. 

And  watch  our  moft  unguarded  hours 
Again  ft   furpriftng  harm. 

4  Ifrael  rejoice,  and  re'ft  fejeure, 
Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  ; 

-lis  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  pow'r 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 
iNor  fcorching  ftia  nor  fickly  moon. 
Shall  have  his  leave  to  fmite  ; 
1  flicilds  thy  head  from  burning  noon, 

rom  biafting  damps  itt  night, 
'^  z  guards  thy  f^ul  he  keeps  thy  breath, 
here  thickeil  dangers  come  \ 


PSALM    CXXL  25^ 

C^  and  return,  fecure  froin  death, 
'Till  God  commands  thee  home.  , 

iSfalmCXXT.   Particular  Metre, 
God    our  preferver, 

UPWARD  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
From  God  is  all  my  aid  ; 
The  Cod  that  built  the  Ikies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  j 
God  is  the  tow'r 
To  which  I  fly': 
His  grace  is  nigh 
In  ev'iy  hour. 

2  My  feet  fhali  never  (lide, 
And  fall  in  fatal  fnares, 

Since  God  my  guard  and  guide 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 

Thofe  wakeful  eyes 

That  never  lleep 

Shall  Ifrael  keep 

When  dangers  rife, 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day 
Nor  biaft.  of  ev'ninorair, 
Shall  take  r^y  health  away. 
If  God  be  with  me  there  ; 

Thoa  art  my  fun, 

And  thou  my  fhade 

To  guard  my  head 

By  night  or  noon. 
A  Haft  thou  not  giv'n  thy  word 
To  fave  my  foul  from  death  i 
And  I  can  trull  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath  ; 

Fll  go  and  comCj. 

Nor  fear  to  die, 

'Till  from  on  high 

Thou  c^l  me  honic» 


^^6  PSALM    CXXII; 

jpfalUl   CXXII.    Common  Meir*, 
Going  to  churchy 

*    TTOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  io  hear 

Xa   My  friends  devoutly  lay, 
*'  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 

*^  And  keep  the  folemn  day  !'* 
2   I  love   her  gates,  I  love  the  road  j  l| 

The  church  adcrn'd  with  grace 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for   God, 

To  fitew  his  milder  face. 
J  Up  to  her  courts  with  joys  unknown 

The  holy  tribes  repair  ; 
The  fpn  of  David  holds  his  thron.c, 

And  fits  in  judgment  there. 
4  He  hears  our  praifes  and  complaints  \ 

And  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  finners  from  the  faints, 

We  tremble  and  rejoice. 
:;   Peace  be  ^v'ith:n  this  facred  place. 

And  joy  a  con  dan  t  gucft  ! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace, 

Be  her  attendants  blefl. 
6  My  foul  fhalhpray  iov  Zicn  iVill, 

While  life  pr, breath  rcm;3ins, 
Where  r^vbeft  friends,  my  kindred' dwelt, 

There  God  my  Saviour  reigns. 

}i3falm  CXXII.  ParficuUr  Metre. 
Going  to  church, 
1    y  1"  OW  plea&'d  and  ble-ft  was  I, 

xTa,    ']  o   hear  the  people  «rv. 
<*   Come,  let  us   fcek  our  God  to  day  ;'» 

Yes  with  a  cht^rfud  zeal 

\W'  hafbe  to  Zionshill, 
And  there  ou.r  vows  and  hono--^  pa-,  , 


P  S  A  L  ^f    CXXIIL  25? 

&  Zion  thrice  happy  place, 

Adorn'd  with  wond'rouis  grace. 
And  walls  of  ftrength  embiface  thes  round^ 

In  thee  our  tribe-&  appear, 

To  pray,  and  praife  and  hear 
The  facred  gofipeis  joyful  found, 

3  There  Davids  greater  Son 
Has  fix^d   his  royal  throne. 

He  fits  for  grace  and  judgment  there  i 

He  bids  the  faints  be  glac^ 

He  makes  the  finner  fad, 
And  humble  fouls  rejoice  with  fear<, 

4  May  peace  attend.thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  the  wait,. 

To  blefs  the  foul  of  ev'ry  gueft  I 

The  man  that  feeks  thy   peace, 

And  wifhes  thine  inereafe 
A  th«)4fand  blefiings  on.  feim  reft  I 

5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
"  jPeace  to  his  facred  houfe  1'^ " 

For  here  my  friends  and  kindl-ed-  dwell  ; 

And  fin-cemy  glorious  Gewi  .  ■ 

Makes  thee  his. bleft  abode, 
My  foul  fhall  evei  love  the  well. 

[  Rep€,at  thb  /^ihStazaif  n&ceff'ary  ] 

PMmCXXili.  Common  Metre. 

Pltading    zvitk  Jubmi^on. 

.  Xi.  f^  THOU  wHofe  grace  and  juftice  reign, 

v^  Enthroned  above  the  fkies, 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell. their  pain, 

To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes,   f 
«  As  fervants  watch  their  mafter's  hand.^. 

And  fear  the'angry  ftrAkV  ! 
©\  maids  before  their  miftrefs  flandj, 
Atnd  wait  a  peaceful  look* 

i;  X     3 


us^  .  PrS  ALM-'   CXXIV 


^ 


3  So  far  our  fins  we  juftly  feel 
Thy  difcipline,  O  God; 

Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  ftil], 
'Till  thou  remove   thy   rod,  . 

4  Thofe  that  in  wealth  and  plcafure  livc^ 
Our  daily  groans  deride, 

And  thy  delays  of  ra^rcy  give 
Frcfh  courage  to  their  pride. 

5  Our  foes  infult  us,  but  our  hope 
In  thy  compaffion  lies  ; 

This  thought  fiiall  bear  our  fpirits  up^. 
That  God  will  not  defpiCe. 

JPfalm  CXXIV.  Long  Metre. 
A  Song  for  ddiveranct^ 

i    T_T'AD  not  the  Lord,  may  Ifr'el  fay, 
X-i-  Had  not  the  Lord  maintam'd  our  fide. 
When  men,  to  mak©  our  lives  a  prey, 
Rdfe  like  the  fwellingmthc  tide. 

1-  The  fv/elling  tide  had  llopt  our.  breathy 
So  ftercely  did  the  Waters  roll, 
We  had  been  fwaliov/'d  deep  in  deatli  ; 
Proud  .w.aters  had  o'crwhelm'd  our  foul, 

3  .We  leap  for  joy,   we  fhout  and  fjng, 
Who  juft  cfcap'd  the  fatal  (broke  ♦, 
So  flies  the  bird  with  cheerful  wing, 
When  once  the  fowler's  fnare  is  broke, 

44 For  ever  blelfcd  be  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the   fowler's  curfed  fnare. 
Who  fav'd  us   frcm  tlie  murdTiiig  Iword, 
And  made  our  lives  and  fouls  his  care  : 

5  Our  help  is  in   Jehovah's  name,     , 
Who  form'd  the  earth  and  built  the  flcies  ; 
Kg  that  uph-^ids  th'\t  Vv'ond'rous  frame, 
tjaards  his  own  church  with  watchful  eyes. 


PSALM    CXXV-,  259, 

IPfallU  CXXV.    Common    Metre. 

The  faint's  iriai  and/a fcfy. 

t,  t  TNSHAKEN.  as  the  facred  hill, 

vJ    And  finn  as  mountains  be, 
Firm  as  a  rock  the  foul  feall  refl:. 
That  k?ns,  Q  Lord,  on  thee. 

2  Not  walls,, nor  hills,  could  guardio  weii- 
Old  Salem's  happy  ground,^^ 

As  thole  eternal  arms  o£  love 
That  ev'iy  faint  iurround. . 

3  While  tyrants  are  a  fmartingfecurge 
To  drive  them  near  to  God, 

Divine  compaffion  does  allay 
The  fury  of  the  rod. 

4  I>eal  gently.  Lord,  with  fouls  iiftc^re^ 
And  lead  them  fafely  on 

To    the  bright  gates   ofparadife, 
Where  Chriil  their  Lord  is  gone. 

^  But  if  we  trace  thofe  crooked  wsys 
That  the  old  ferpent  drew, 

4.The  wrath  that  drove  him  iint  to  hell. 
Shall  fmite  his   foU'wei-s  too. 

pfatlU  CXXV.  Short  Metre. 

7^e   faint's    trial   and-  fof^ty^     er^...7nodcr^ts4. 

alfiutions.. 
j>  TT^IRM  and  unmov'd  are  they 

X.    That  refl  their  foul  on  God,, 
Firm  as  the  mount  v/here  David  dweltj  , 

Or  where  the  dark-iibode, 
2.  As  mQuntains..j[lood  to- guard 

The  city's  faered  ground, 
So  God  and  his  almighty  love.' 
'     Embrace  his  faints  around* 


•$6i>  PS  A  L  M     CXXVI, 

3  What  though  the  Father's  rod 
Drop  a    chaftiiuig  ftroke, 
Yet  leaftit  wound  their  Couls  too 
Its  fury  ftiJiil  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord  with  thofe 
Whole  faith  and  pious-  fear, 
Whofc  hope  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace, 
Proclaim  their  hearts  fincerc!, 

g  Nor  fiiall  the  tyrant's  rage 

Too  long  opprefs  the  faint ; 

The  God  of  Ifrael  will  fupport 

His 'children,  leafl:  they  faint. 
6  But  if  our  ITaviih  fear 

M'ill  chufe  the  road  to  hell, 

We  muft  expeft  our  portion  there^ 

Where  bolder  finners  dwell. 

Ig^falm   CXXVI.  Long   Metre. 

Surprizing  ddiverance, 

I  T  X  THEN  God  reftor'd  our  captive  flate, 
V  V    Joy  wasourfong,  and  grace  our  theme 
The  grace  bey.ond  our  hopes  lo  great, 

That  joy  appeared  a  painted  dream, 
s  The  fcotfer  owns  thy  hand;  and  pays 

Unwilling  honours  to  thy  name  : 
While  we  with  pleafure  fhout  thy  praife, 

W^kh  cheerful  notes  thy  love  proclaim^ 
g  When  we  review  our  difmal  fears, 

'Twas  hard  to  think  they'd  vanifh  fo  ! 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears. 

He  makes  our  joys  like  rivers  flow, 
4  The  man  that  m  his  furtow'd  field, 

His'fcalter'd  feed  with    fadnefs  leaves, 
Will  fhout  to  fee  the  harveft  yield 

A  welcome  load  of  joyful  Ibeavey^ 


PSALM     CXXVIj  CXX.VIIL     iU^- 

ig)falm  CXXVL    Common  Metre. 

^he  joy  of  ar&inarkable  converficn ; .  or^  melan- 
choly removed. 

WHEN-  GodrevealM  his  gracloias  name 
And  chang'd  my  mournful  flate, 
;ly  rapture  feem'd  a  pleafing  dream, 
!  The  grace   appear'd  fo  great. 

The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  contefs  : 
ly  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  ftrains, 

And  iang  furprifing    grace. 

*•  Great  is  the  v.'ofk  "  my  neighbours  cry'dj 

And.cwn'd  thy  pow'r  divine  ; 

Great  is  th^  work^"  my,  heart  reply *d,. 

And  be  the  glow  thine." 

The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkeft  fkies,. 

Can  give  us  day  for  night  ; 
yloke  drops  otiacred  forrows   rife 

To  rivers  of  delight. 
-.  Let.  thcfe    that  fow  in  fadnefs  wait- 

'Till  the  fair  ha  weft,  come, 

'hey  ihall  ccnfefo  their  fneaves  are  great^. 

And   fhout  the  blefFings  home. 

Though  feed  lie  buiy'd  long  in  dufl, 

it  fhan't  deceive  their  hope  I 
"^he  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  loft; 

Bor  grace  infares  the  crop. 

'.     g)falm  GXXVi'L     LongMetr«. 

The  bleJRyig   cj  God  en  tkchiifinefs    and  comjori 
of  life. 
Tf   Qr^d  fuccecd  not.  ail  the   coft 
JE  And  pains  to  build  the  houfo  are  lofl  ; 
i^  God  the  citv  'vill  n:)t  keep, 
*£ae,\yiitc.hfal  guards  as.  \vreU  jmy  ftscp* 


?  S  A  L  M  CXXVII,  CXXVlil. 


t  What  if  you  rife  before  the  fun, 
And  work  and  toil  till  day  is  done, 

'  Careful  and  fparing  eat  your  bread. 
To  fhun  that  poverty  you  dread  ; 

3  "  Tis  ali  in  vain,  till  God  feath  bieft  :    . 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  reft  ; 
Children  and  friends  are  bleffings  too. 
If  God  our  fov'reign  make  them  fo, 

4  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  fends 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends  : 
How  fweet  cur  daily  comforts  prove 
When  they  are  feafon'd  with  his   love  ! 
Pfalm   CXXVII.    common  Metre. 

God  all  in  alL 

1  TF  God  to  build  the  houfc  deny, 
X  The  builders  work  in  vain  ; 

And  towns,  without  his  wc-kefui  eye. 

An  ufelefs  watch  maintain, 
a    Before  the    morning  beams  arffe, 

Your  painful  work  renew,. 
And  'till  the  ftars  afcend  the  fkies 

Your  tirefome  toil  purfac, 

2  Short  be  your  flsep  and  courfe  your  fare^ 
In  vain  till  God  has  bleft  ; 

But  if  his  fmiies  attend    your  care, 

You  fhall  have  food  and  reft. 
4  Nor  children,  relatives,  aor  friends. 

Shall  real  bleffmgs  prove, 
Nor  all  the  earthly  joys  he  fends. 
If  {'-ni  without  his  love. 
Ipfalm  CXXIII.    Common    M«tr€. 
Family  bUJings. 
ir\  HAPPY  man,    whofe  foiil  is  fill'd 
V_^  With  ze?l  and  rev*rend  awe  I 
His  Mps  to  God  thztT  honours  yield, 
.  His  lifi  i«oms  the  law. 


ajS  P  3  A  L  M    CXXrX, 

3  A  careful  providence  fiiall  ftand 

And  ever  guard  thy  head, 
Shall  on  the  labours  of  thy  hand 

Its  kindly  bleffiiigs  ihed. 
3  Thy  v^ife  (hall  be  a  fruitful  vine  5 

Thy  children  round  thy  board. 
Each  like  a  plant  of  honor  ftiine, 
1     And  learn  to  fear  the   Lord, 
14  The  Lord  fhall  thy  beft  hopes  fulfil 
\     For  months  and  years  to  come  ; 
(The  Lord  who  dwells  on  Z ion's  hill 
I      Shall  fend  the  ble flings  home. 
!  c  This  is  the  man  whofe  ^-appy  eyes 

Shall  fee  his  houfe   increafe, 
Shall  fee  the  fmking  church  arife. 

Then  leave  the  world  in  peace. 

'    PfalmCXXIX,  Common    Mitre; 

Perfccutors  Punijhed, 
6  T  TP  from  my  youth  may  Ifrael  fay, 

kJ    Have  1  been  nurs'd  in  tears  ; 
My  griefs  were  conftant  as  the  day, 

And  tedious  as  the  years, 
2  Up  from  my  youth  I  bore  the  rage 

Of  all  the  fons  of  ftrif^  j 
Oft  they  affaii'd  my  riper  age, 

But  not  deftroy'd  my  life. 
^  Their  cruel  plough  hath  torn  my  flcfh. 

With  furrows  long  and  deep, 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  wounds  afrefh, 

Nor  let  my  forrows  fleep, 
4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throne, 

And  with  impartial  eye, 
Meafur'd  the  mifchicfs  they  had  done, 

Then  let  his  arrows  fly. 
44  How  was  their  infolence  furpriz'd, 

To  hearhis  tiiunders  roU  ! 


264  PSALM     CXXX. 

And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  feiz'd 

With  horror  to  the  foul. 
6  Thus  fhall  the  men*  that  hate    the  faints, 

Be  blafted  from  the  fky  ; 
Their  glory  fades,  their-courage  faints, 

And  all  their  projeftsdle. 
,7  [  What  though  they  flouriih  tall  and  i^dr, 

f  hey  have  no  root  beneath  ; 
Their  growth  fhall  perifh  in   defpair, 

And  lie  dcfpis'd  in  death,  "| 

8  [   So  corn  that  on  the  h^ufe  top  ftands. 
No  hope  of  harvefl  gives  ; 

The  reaper  ne'er  ihall  fill  his  hands, 
'     Nor  bindei' fold  tlie  fh eaves. 

9  it  fprir*gs  and  withers  on  the  place  ; 
No  traveller  heftows 

AAvord  of  blefiing  on  the  grafs, 
Nor  minds  it  as  ke  goes.  J 

Jg)falm  CXXX.  Common  Metre. 

Pardoning  grace, 

i/^UT  of  the  deeps  of  long  didrefs, 
V^  The  borders  of  delpair, 

1  fent  my  cries  to  feek  thy   grace, 

My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 

2  Great  God,  fhould  thy   fevercr  eye, 
And  thine  impartial  hand, 

Mark  and  revenge  iniq\-»ity, 
No  mortal  flefh  could  ftand, 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  -God, 
For  crimes  of  high  decree  ; 

Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  blood, 
To  draw  us  nc?r  to  thee. 

4  r  I  wait  for  thy'falvation,  Lord, 
With    ftrong  defues  I  wait  ; 


PSALM    CXXX.  26^ 

My  foul  invited  by  thy  word, 

Stands  watching  at  thy  gate.] 
Q    [Juft  as  the  guards  that  keep   the  night 

Long  for  the  morning  Ikies, 
Watch  the  firft  beams  of  breaking  light. 

And  meet  them  with  their  eyes, 
16  So  waits  my  foul  to  fee  thy  grace, 
j     And  more  intent  than  they 
jMeets  the  firfl  openings  of  thy  face, 

And  finds  a  brighter  day.  ] 
^  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Ifr'el  truft, 
i     Let  Ifr'el feek  his  face; 
iXhe  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  juft, 
j     And  pl-entioiiS  iri  his  grace. 
'8  There's  full  redemptien  at  his  throne. 

For  fnaners  long  enilav'd, 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son  : 

And  Ifr'el  fhall  be  fav'd. 

J?falm  CXXX.  Long  Metre.       ' 

^,ardoning  grace, 

FROM  deep  diflrefs  and  troubled  tho'ts, 
To  thee,  fhy  God,  I  rais'd  rtiy  cries  t 
If  thou  feverely  mark  out  faults, 
ISfo  flefh  can  ftand  before   thine  eyes. 
But  thou  haft  built  thy  thi'one  or  grace 
Free  to  difpenfe  thy  pardons  there, 
That  finners  may  approach  thy  face. 
And  hope  and  love  as  well  as  fear. 
As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
And  long  and  wifh  for  breitking  day. 
So  waits  my  foul  before  thy  gate  : 
When  will  my  God  his  face  difplay  ? 
My  truft  is  fix'd  upon  my  word, 
Nor  fhall  I  truft  thy  word  in  vain  9 
Y 


Let  mourning  fouls  addiefs  the  -IadicI, 
And  find  relief  from  all  tlieir  pain. 
5  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace,  s 
Thro'  the  redemption  of  his  Son  : 
Me  turns  our  feet  from   linful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 

.pfallU  CXXXI.   Common    Metre. 

Humility   ajid fubmijion, 

.1    ITS  there  ambition  in  fny  heart  ? 

i   Searchvgracious'God,  and  fee, 
Or  do  I  a6l  a  haughty  part  ? 

Lord  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble   flill, 
And  all  my  carriage  mild 

Content,  my  Father,  with  uiy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  ^foul,  the  lowly  mind 
Shall  have  a  large  reward  : 

Let  faints  in  forrov/  lie  refign'd. 
And  trull  a  faithful  Lord. 

3Pfalm     CXXXIL  Loiig   Metre. 

Atthcfettkment  vf  the  church  ;   or,  the  ordina' 
tion  vf  a  rdiniftcr. 

1  T  X  rUERE  fhall    we' go  to  feek  and  fiad 

V  V     An  ha"bitation  for  our  God, 
A  dwelling  for  the  'Eternal  Mind 
Among  the  fons  of  fiefh  and  blood  ? 

2  The  -God  of  Jacob  chofe  the  hill 
Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  reft  ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  ftill, 

His  church  is  with  his  prefcnce  blcft, 
,5   Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 
And  reign  fotever  faith  the  Lofd  j 


PSALM     CXXXri.  t6] 

Here  fivall  thy  pow'r  and  Icve  be  known, 
And  blefHngs  fh^ll attend  thy.  word, 

,j  Here  <,v ill  I  meet  th«  hungry  poor, 
And  HU  their   {onl#  with  Hvjpg  brend  i 
-S>'MV.QVB  that  wsit  bt?for@  my  door 
V/ith  f\veet  prcviiinns  (hzW  befed. 

^  Girded  v/ith  truth,  nnd   cloth'd  with   grace 
My  pricfts,  my  minifters  fliall  fliine  ;. 
Not  Aaron^in  his  codly  drei'ty 
M^de  an  sppesrance  lb  divine, 

6  The  frints.unsh'e  to  contciin 

Ti'.eir  inwyrd  jovs,   ihrili  fnout  and  i'lng  j 
The  Son  ci'David  here  fndll  reign. 
And  Z^'on  triiimph  in  her  King. 

7  \  J^f^^  Vr^^W  Tee  a  numerous  Jeed 
Born  here  t'  uphold  his  glorious  n?rnc  ; 
Kis  cro\v<?i    fhall  fiounih  en  his  head 
While  all  his  foes  are  cloth'd  with  ihame.l ' 

PfelmCXXXII.  Common  Mstrc, 

A  clirclejlnblijhU. 

1   r   IVT^-^'-^P  "'  !^  n  ^r-bev  to  his  eyes 
kr^    Good  J^ciT-jJ  ->vouid  afford, 
*TiU  he  had  found  below  the  ikies 
.'V  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 
-^  The  Lord  in  //en.  plac'd  his  name, 
His  ark  was  fettled  there  : 
To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came, 
To  worihip  rhii^je  a  year. 
3..  But  we  have  no  fuch  lengths  to  go^ 
Nor  wander  far  ?  broad  ; 
Where'er   thy  f:;ints  affemble  now 
There  is  a  houfe  for  God.  ] 


s68  PSALM    CXXXm, 

PAUSE, 

^  Arife,  O  King  of  grace,  arifc, 
And  enter  to  thy  reft, 
Lo  !  thy  church  waits  with  longing,  eyes, 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  blcft. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train^ 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word. 
All  which  the-  ark  did  once  contain. 
Could' no  fuch. grace  aS^ord. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows^ 

Here  let  thy  praife  be  fpread  : 
Blcfs  the  proviHohs  of  thy  houfe, 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 
^  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  Anointed  (hine  ; 
Juftice  and  truth  his  courts  maintain^ 

With  Love  and  pow'r  divine. 
SHere  let  him  hold  a  lafting  throne, 

And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Frefh  honours  fhall  adorn  his  ciown. 
And  fliame  confound  his  foes, 

l^falm  CXXXIIL   Common  Metie. 

Brotherly  love. 

LQ-  what  an  entertaining  view 
Are  brethren  who  aarce  ! 
o 

Brethren,  whofe  cheerful  hearts  purfue 

The  path  to  unity  ! 
2  When  fireamsof  love  from  Chrifi,  the  fpwnf 

I        Defcend  to  ev'ry  foul, 
^     And  heavenly  peace,  with  "balmy  wing, 

Shades  and  bedews  the  whole  ; 
^.'Tis  like  the  oil  divinely  fweet 
On  Aaron's  rev'rcnd  head, 
The  tricJvl.ing  drops  perfum'd  his  fect^ 
And  o'er  his  garments  fpread^ 


PSA,LM,    GXXIil.  .5-69 

4    'Tis  vl£c;fe?it?.s  the  morning  dews, 
That  frfli  on  Zzon's  hill,  .     ■ 
■  W  here  G-cd  hismiideft  glory  iliews, 
And  makes  his  grace  diiliL 

:    iPftlm    CXXXII-     S-feort       Metre. 

Ccmmunion  of  Saints  :   or,  love  and  worjliip  in  a 
FaUdty.. 


•B 


LEST  are  the  ions  of  pe?.ce, 
Whofe  hearts  and  hor-es  are  one, 


"Whofe  kind  def] gns'toferve  gnd  pleafe. 

Through  all  their  acbions.  run, 
2,  Bleft  IS  the  pious  houfe, 

_    Where  zeid  and  friendftip  meet, 
Their  fongs  of  praife  iheir  mingled   T0W/4, 
Make    their  communion  iweet, 

3  Thus  when  on  Aa.--on'%  head 

They  poui'd  the  rich,  perfume, 

The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  fpread,  , 

And  plei^fure  fill'd  the   room, 

4  Thus  en  the  heav'nly  hiils 

The  faints  arcblell  above, 
AVherejoy  like  morning  dewdiftils,   . 
And  all  their  air  is. love. 

^falm      CAXXlil.     Paiulctibr  Meat. 

Tki-bleijings  of  fritndjhip^ 
X     TjjTOW  ple^ffsnt  'tis  to  fee 

X^JL;. 'Kindred  and  flierids  sgreCj    ,     * 
Each  in  their  proper  ftation  movOj 
A»d  earh  fulfil  iheir  part 
With  fympathizing  heart, 
in  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love  .! 
2,'Tis  hke  the  ointment  fhcd-. 
On  Aar-Qji''^  facrcd  head,  . 


^70      PSALM    CX.XIV,  CXXrXV. 

Divinely  rich,  divinely  fweet  ! 

The  oil  through  all  the  room 

DrfFus'd  a  choice  perfume, 
Ran  through  his  robes  andbleft  his  fecto 
3^  Like  fruitful  fhow'rs  of  rain, 

That  water  ail  the  plain, 
Defcending  frorn-  the  neighb'ring  hills  ; 

Such  lisreams  of  pleafure  roll 

Through  ev'ry  friendly  foul, 
Where  love  like  heav'nly  dew-  diftlls, 

[^Repeat  thefrjl fianzay  if  nectjjary.'^ 

JPfalmi  CXXXJV.  common  Metrs; 

Daily  and  nightly  devotion, 
x\TlE.  that  obey  th'  immortal  King, 
X       Attend  his  holy  place. 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  pow'r^ 
And  blefs  his  wond'rous  grace. 
3  Lift,  up  your,  hands  by  morning  light, 
And  fend  your  fouls  on  high  ; 
Raife  your  admiring  thoughts  by  nighty 
Above  the  ftany  Iky. 
3  The  God  of.Zion  cheer&  our  hearts, 
M^ith  rays  of  quick'ning  grace  ; 
The  Qod  that  fpread  the  heav'ns  abroad^ 
And  rules  the  fwelling  feas, 

Pfaint  CXXXV.  iJ^Pcn.Long  Metres 

TJie  church-ii  Cod's  koufe  and  cere. 
s'pR'^I.SE  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  n^me, 
JL     While  in  his  holy  courts  ye  wait ; 
Yc  faints  that  to  his  houfe  belong. 
Or  ftand  attending  at  his  gate, 
s  Praife  ye  ihe  Lord  :  the  Lord  is  good  ? 
To  praife  hi^  »ame  Ls  fweet  employ  ; 


•     F-SALM    C-XXXy„  271 

Ifr'd  he  chofe  of  old,  and  ftill  ' 
His  church  is  his  peculiar  joVu., 
3.  The  Lord  himfeif  will  judge  his  fainU  : 
He  treats  his  fcrvants  as  his  friends  ; 
And  when  he  hears,  their  fore  complaints. 
Repents  the  forrows  that  he  fends. 

4  Through  cv'ry  age  the  Lord  declares. 
His  name,  and  break's  th'  oppreffor's  rod.:. 
He  gives  his  fuif'ring  fervants  reft, 

And  will  be  known  th'  Almighty  God. 

5  Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  who  taile  his- love,, 
people  and.priefts  exalt  his  name  i_ 
Among  his. faints  he  ever  dwells^ 

His  church  is. hi*  JiruJaUm, 

Pfalm   CXXXV.  ^d  Part.  Long  Metre 

The  icorks  of  creation,  providence,  redemption  of 

Ifrael,  and  dtjlrudion  of  enemies, 

1  /^  REAT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high 
\JX  Above   all  pow'rs  and  ev'ry  thronei 
Whate'er  he  pleafe  in  earth  or-fea^ 

Of  heav'h  or  hell,  his  hand,  hath  done. 

2  At  his  command  the  vapours  rife,^ 

The  light'nings  flalh,  the  thunders, roar  3 
He  pours  the  rain,  he  brings  the  wind* 
And  t^mpcfls  from  his  airy  ftore. , 

3.  *rwas  he  thofe  dreadful  tokens  fent, ; 
O  Egjpt^  through  thy  ftubborn  land  ; 
When  all  thy  firil-born,  beafls  and  m.e%.. 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand.  ^ 

-4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty,  kings 
Ke  flew,  and  their  whole  country  gave 
To  //rW,  whom  his  handTcdeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pkaraoh'sViSiVC  I  ■ 

5  His  pow'r  the  fame,  the  fame  his  grace,  ^ 
That  fa ves  us  from  the  hoft  of  hells 


s-i  PS  A  LM  CXXXV. 

And  heav'n  he  gives  us  to  pofTefs, 
Wiience  thofe  apoHate  angels  fclL 

Pfalm  CXXXV.      common  Metre 

.  Praifc  due  to  God,  not  to  idols,  | 

1,,    A    Vv'AKE,  ye  faints,  to  praiie  your  Kin^ 
.   Jr\.  Your  iweetell  pallions  raife. 
Your  pious  pleafure,  while  you  ling, 
Incrcafmg  with  the  praife. 
2  Great  is  the  Lord  ;-*nd  -yvorks  unknown 
Are  his  divine  ernploy  ; 
But.  ftiil  his  faints  are  near  his  throne, 
His  treafurc  and  his  joy. 
2  Hc'av'n,  earth  and  fea,  confeTs  his  hanc^;^ 
He  bids  the  vappurs  rife,: 
Light'ning  and  ftorm,  at  his  command 
Sweep  through  the  founding  (kies. 
4  .All  pow*rthat  gods  or  kings  have  claim'd, 
Is  found  v/ith  him  alone; 
But  Heathen  gods  fhould  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 
,5  Which  of  the  flocks  or  flones  they  truft,. 
Can  give  the^l  {how'rs  of  rain  ? 
In  vain  they  worlhip;giitt'ring  duft,; 
And  pray  to  gold  m  vain, 

6  [Their  gods  have  tongues  that  cannot  talk, 

Such  as  their  makers  gave  •, 
■Their  feet  were  ne'er  defign'd  to  walk, 
Nor  hands  have  pow'r  to  fave. 

7  Blind  rre  their  cyeSj  their  ears  are  deaf, 

Ner  hear  when  moiLals  prayi 
Mortals  that  wait  for  their  relief. 
Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 
■8. Ye  fiiints  adore  the  living  Godj 
Serve  him  with' fsiih  and'fear  ; 


FS.ALM     GXXXVL.  1^.7^ 

He  makes  the  ctiurches  his  abo<ie. 
And  claims  your  honours  there, 

JPfalm  CXXXVL  Common  M&tre: 

God's  wonders  of  creation,  providenQC.  redemptignr: 
of  Ifracl.  andjalvaiion  oj  his  people, 

I  /^  IVE  thanks  to.  God  the  fovereign  Lord  v 
VX  "  His  mercies  ftili  eadare  :  " 
And  be  the  King  of  kings  ador'd; 
''  His  truth  is  ever  fure,." 
s  What  woaders  hath  his  wifdom  done; 
'•  How  mighty  is  his  hand  !"' 
Heaven,  earth,  arid  fea  he  fram'dalotie  %, 
*'•  How  v/ide  is  his  command  i^' 
3  The  fun  fuppUes  the  day  with  light  ! 
"  How  bright  his  counfeis  {bine  •'*' 
The  moon  and  ftars  adorn  the  night ; 

"  His  vrorks  are  ail  divine/' 
[He  iiruck  the  fens  of  Egypt  dead  \ 

•*  How   mighty  is  his  rod  f 
And  thence  v/ith  joy  his  people  led  5 

"How  grr-sious  is  our  God  i 
He  cleft  the  fwelling  i-ea  in  two  ; 

'^  His  arm  is  great,  in  might  ;" 
And  gave  the  tnbes  a  padi-ge  through  i 
'•  His  pow'r  and  grace  unite/' 
6  But  PA^rijcf/^'s  army  there  he  drown'd; 

**  How  glorioiiii  are  his  ways];'' 
i.  And  brought^  his  faints  through 

'•  Eternal  be  his  praife." 
J  Great  m.onarchs  fell  beneath  his  hand 
"'  ViH&riousis  his  fword  :'' 
While  Ifiad  took  the  promised  land  j 
''  And.  faithful  is  his  word/'l 


274 


He  faw  the  nations  dead  in  (in; 

*-•  He  felt  his  pity  move  :'* 
How  fad  the  ftate  the  w.nrld  was  in  J 


How  b^undlcfs  was  his 


JOVe 


H'w'  fent  to  f«ve  us  from  our  wtn;  •, 

••  His  goodnefs  nevsr  fails  :" 
From  death  rnd  hell,  and  ev'ry  foe  ; 
''  And  flill  his  grace  prevails," 
o  Give  thanks  to  God,  the  hcav'niy  King;,^ 

^"  His  mercies  lliU  endure  :" 
*Let  the  whole  earth  his  prnifcs  fing  : 
'*  His  truth  is  ever  fure.'* 

J^falm  CXXXVI.  particular  Metre 

C"^  I  Vlv  thanks  to  God  moil.hiigh, 
T  The  univcrfal  Lord  : 
The  fov'rei^n  King  of  kings ;. 
And  be  lus  grace  ador'd. 
''  His  po\v'r  and  grace 
''  Are  flill  the  fanie  : 
*'  And  let  his  name 
'*  Have  endlefs  praifc." 
llo',^  mighty  is  his  hand; 

What  wonders  hath  he  done ! 
-4*:  ffUTn'd  the  earth  ?.nd  fgas, 
And  fpread  the  heav'ns  alone. 
**  i'hv  mercy,  Lord, 
♦•Shall  fLiii  endure: 
••  And  ever  fure 
"Abides  Uiy  vv'ord.'* 
;   His  wiidi.m  ffam'd  the  fun, 
To  crown  the  day  with   light  •, , 
The  moon  and  twinkling  fb>rs  ; 
Xc  cheer  the  darkfomc  night. 


P  S  A'L  M      CXXXVi. 

*'  Hispow'r  and  grace 
'•  Are  flill  the  fame  ; 
*■  And  let  his  name 
'•  Have  endlefs  praile." 
[He  fmote  the  firft born  Tons, 
The  ilow'r  of  Egypt,  dead, 
And  thence  his  chofen  tribes, 
Wiih  joy  and  glory  led. 
"  Thv  mercV,  Lord, 
'=  Shall  ftill  endure  ; 
%ms-      '*  And  ever  fare 

*•  Abides  thy  word.'' 
His  pe\v'r  and  lifted  rod 
Cleft  the  Red  Sea  in  two  : 
And  for  his  people  made 
A  wond'rous  paflage  through* 
*•  His  pow'r  and  grace 
*'  Are  ftiil  the  fame  ; 
*'  And  let  his  name 
"  Have  endlefs  praife.'* 
But  cruel  Pharaoh  there, 
With  all  his  hoft  he  drown 'd, 
And  brought  his  Ifrad  fate 
Through- a  long  defart  ground, 
''  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
*'■  Shall  ftillendure  ; 
*'  And  ever  furc 
'*  Abides  thy  word4* 

PAUSE.' 

The  kings  of  Canaan  feli 

Beneath  his  dreadfwl  hand  ; 

While  his  owp  fervants  toclf. 

Poffeffion  of  the  land. 

"  His  pow'r  and  grace 
*•  Are  ftill  the  fame  ; 
*'  And  let  his  name 
■*'  Have  endlefs  praife."j 


J^b  P  S  A  L  M     CKKXVU 

3  He  fa\v  the  nations  lie 
All  perifhing  in  fin, 
And  pity'd  the  fad  ftate 
The  ruin'd  world  Xvas  im 
'-'  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
*'  Shall  ftill  endure  ; 
*'  And  ever  fure 
"  Abides  thy  word.'* 
g  He  fent  his  only  Son  , 

To  fave  us  from  our  vvoe, 
From  Satan,  fin  and  death^ 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  Toe. 

•'  His  pow'r  and  grace 
*'  Are  ftill  the  fame,   • 
'•  Andlet  his  name 
"  Have  en^dlefs  praife.'* 
JO  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God^ 
To  God  the  heav'nly  king  y 
And  let  the  fpacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  fing^ 
"  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
*'  Shall  ftill  endure  : 
*'  And  ever  fure 
*'  Abides  thy  word» 

Jpfalm  CXXXVI.  Long  Mrtrc. 

Abridged, 

*   /^  IVE  to  our  Gbd   immortal  praife  ] 
V-T  Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways  ! 
*^  Wonders  of  grax:e  to  God  belong, 
**  Repeat  his  mcrciesin  your  fong.'* 

±  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown. 
The  King  ©f  kings  with  glory  crown  ; 
*'  His  mercies  everftiall  endure, 
'*  When  lords  and  kings  aic  known  no  more/" 


P  S  A  L  M-  CKXX Vlir.  2J7 

I  He  built  the  earth  he  fj^rcad  the  fky. 
And  fix'd  the  ftarry  lights  on  high  ; 
"  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
**  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong," 

[  He  fills  the  fun  with  morning  light,     . 
He  bids  the  moon  direft  the  night : 
**  His  mercies  ever  {hall   endure, 
**  Whenfuasand  moons fhallihinenomorCo*'' 

5  The  Jews  he  frecid  from  Pharaoh's  hand 
And  brought  them  to  the  promis'd  land  ; 
•*  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
*'  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong,'* 
He  faw  the  'Gentiles  dead  in  fm. 
And  felt  his  pity  work,  within  ^ 
**  His  mercies  ever  fhall  endure, 
*•  When  death  and  fin  fhall  reign  nomoreo*- 
He  fent  his  fon   with  power  to  fave 
From  guilt  and  darkaefs  and  the  grave  : 
^'  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  bclorig, 
*•  Repeat  his  me-reies  in  your  fong." 

\  Thro'  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  hi«  heav'nly  feat : 
**  His  mercies  ever  flisll  endure, 
-**  When  this  vain  world  fliall   be  no  more.**; 

paim  CXXXVar.    Long  Metre. 

Refioring   and  <prtfcrving  grace, 
pTX  Tit  Hall  my  pow'rs  of  heart  and  totlgue 
V  V     I'll  praif-  my  M?.ker  in  my  fong  ; . 
.^ngels  (hall  hear  the  notes  I  raife, 
Approve  the  fong  and  jom  the  praife, 
Angels  that  make  the  criurch  their  care 
Shall  witnefs  my  devotion  there, 
While  holy  zea!  <iire8:s  my  eyes 
To  thy  fair  temple^n  <hc  ikies.f 


t^S  PSA  LM    CXXXIX.  1 

o  I'll  ling  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
111  iiMg  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
N'ot  all  the  works  and  names  below, 
So  much  thy  pow'r  and  gloiy  (how. 
A  'Co  God  I  cry'd  when  treuoles  rofe, 
He  heard  mc  and  iubdti'd  my  foes; 
He  did  my  rihng  fears  controul, 
And  Ilrength  difla^'d  through  allmyfouU 
c  The  God  of  heav'n  maintains  his  ftate,   ' 
Frowns  on  the  proud,  andfcorns  the  great,. 
But  from  his  throne  defccnds  to  fce 
The  fons  of  humble  poverty. 
Amidft  a  thoufand  fnarcs  I  Hand, 
6  Upheld  and  gaurd'-*d  by  thy  hand  ; 
Thv  words  my  fainting  loul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive, 
f   Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins, 
To  Tavc  from  forrow  or  from  fins. 
The  work  that  wifdom  undertakes. 
l"ter«al  m.ercy  ne'er  forfakcs, 

jpfaltUCXXXiX.  1/  Pari.  Long  Mc^ 

The  allftcin^  God. 
t.    T    ORD,  thou    hail   icarch*d   and  fcen  n 
X— i  through  : 

Thine  eye  commands  with  piercing  view 
My  riling  and  my  rcfting  hours. 
My  heart  and  ilefli   with  ;;ll  their  powr's, 
9.  Mv  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own,  . 
Aye  to  ray  God  difi-ir-ftly  known  ; 
He  knows   the  words  I  mean  to  fpeak, 
Ere  from  my  op'ning  lips  thev  brcrik, 
o  Within  thy  circling  pow'r  I  fli^nd  ; 
On  ev'ry  iide  1  find  thy  liand  : 
Awake,  afleep,  at  home,  i'broad, 
X  am  dTurTQUnded  flill  with  God. 


PSALM     CXXXIX.  £-^ 

:,   Amaziag  knowieagc,  vad  and  great  ! 
What  Luge  -extent  i   rvhat  loftv    height  : 
My  ioal  with  all  the  pow'is  I  boail 
Is  in  the    bouTidlefs  prcfpcft  loil. 
-^  "  O  may  thefe  thoughts  p'.>iTefs  my  breaTtij 
.*•   Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  Ireit  ; 
^  **   N<tr  let  my  weaker  paillons  dare 
"  Confcnt  IG  hn  for  Ood  is  there/* 

PAU5£      Iv 

6-  Could  I  fo  falfe,.  fo  faiihlcfs  prove,. 
,      To  qnit  thy  fervice  and  thy  love, 

Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  prei'ence  Ihun^ 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 

>1  If  up  t©  heav'n  1  take  my    flight, 
'ris  there  thou  dwell'fl  enthroned  in  light, 
Or  diive  to  hell,  there  vengance  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy    chains. 

B  If  mounted  on  a  morning  rav, 
I  fly  beyond  the  IVtJlern  iea. 
Thy  fvvifter  hand  would  hrft  arrive, 
And  there  arrefl  thy  fugitive. 

9  Or  flvould  I   try  to  Taun  thy  hght 
Beneath  the  foreading  veil  of  night. 
One  glance  ot  thine,  one   piercing  ray^ 
Would  kindle  darknefs  into  day. 

10  '•  O  may  theie  thoughts  pollefs  my  brcallj. 
*•  Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  reft  ! 

"'  Nor  Ic'i  my  wesker  paflions  dare, 
'•  Confcnt  to  fm  for  God  is  there,'* 

PAUSE    II., 

1 1  The  veil  of  night  is  no  difguife, 
Noicrecn  from  thy  all  fearching  eyes  ; 
Thy  hand  can  feize  thy  foes  as  foon. 
Thro'  midnight  {hades  as  blazing  noon. 

i2  Midnight  and  noon  in  this  agree, 
Greai  God  they're  both  alike  to  thcc^ 


2t&       p  s  A  I.  M   cxxxrx. 

Nor  death  can  hide  what  God  will  fpy. 

And  hell  lies  naked  to  his  eye. 
33  **  O  may  thcfe  thoughts  ycffefs  my  breaft. 
*'   Where'er  i  icve,  where'er  I  refl  i 
**  Nor  lei  ray  weaker  paffions  dare, 
«i  Confent  to  fin,  for  God  is  there.''' 

pfalm  eXXXIX.  2dFart.  Long  Mctr*. 

'I hi   wenderful  formation  of  Man, 

4.  "T^  WAS  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came 
Jl     a  work  of  lucK  a  curious  frame  j 
In  me  thy  fesiful  W£>ndcr3  niine, 
Attd  each  proclaims  thy  tkill  divine, 

a.  Thine  eyes  did  all  my  limbs  furvcy, 
Which  yet  in  dark  coFi-fufioniay; 
Thou  faw'il  the  daily  growth  they  took^ 
Porm'd'by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

o  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  HamM, 
And  what  thy  fov'reign  counfels  frain*t! 
The  breathing  lungs,  the  beating  heart} 
W^ere  copy'd  with  unerrnig  art. 

^  At  laft  to  (hew  my  Maker's  namc,^ 
God  ftamp'd  his  image  on  my  frame, 
j\nd  in  fome  unknown  moment  join'd*^ 
The  finifh'd  members  to  the  mind. 

^  'I'hcre  the  young  feeds  of  thought  bcganj 
'  And  all  the  pslucns  of  the  m.an  : 
Great  God,  pur  infant  nature  pays 
Immpxtal  tribute  to  thy  prajfe, 

PAUSE. 

^   Lord,  fince  in  my  advancing  age 
I've  afted  on  life's  bufy  ftsge, 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  furmount 
The  pow^r.of  numbers  to  recount. 

^  I*  could  furvey  the  ocean  o'er, 

■    And  couut:e2chf9nd  that  makes  ttc  Qsore, 


PSALM     CXXXIK,  '^S 


Before  my  fwifteft  thoughts  could  tracs  . 
Th.?  num'rous  wonders  of  thy  grace,  . 
B  Ti^.eie  on  my  heart  ere  ftili  im.prefs-'d,  , 
With  thele  1  give  my  eyes  to  reit;  . 
And  at  my  wakiiiJ  hour  I  find 
God  ?„-.d  his  iove  poiFets  my  mind,  . 

•g>falm  CXXXIX.  3  J  P^r/.  Long  Metre. 

^^ncerity  proftjl.  &nd. Grace  try' d  ;   or^  the.  hiari-. 
Je  arc  king  God. 

MY  GoAj  whdt  inward  grief  I  fee?, 
When  iippious  men  tranlgrefs  thy.will  i 
I  mourn  to  bear  their  lips  proiane, 
Take  thy  tremendous  name  m  vain, 
2?  Does  not  my  foiil  de'teft  and    hate 
The  fons  efthaiice  and  deceit? 
Thofe  who  o-ppofe  thy  laws  and  thee, 
I  coifht  them  enemies  to.  me» 

3  Lord,  leyrch  my  fouil,  uy  ev'ry    thought; 
Though  my  o^.vn  heart  accufe  me.  not 
Of  walking  in  a  falfe  difguiCe 

I  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 

4  Doth  fecret  mifchief  lurk  wiihih? 
Do:  I  indulge  Come  unknown  fin  ; 
O  turn  niY.fee-l  whene'er  I  ilray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect,  wayV 

ISfelm  GXXXIX.Ty7  Parf.  Com.  Metre. 

God  is  every  rohcre. 

1  TN  all  my  vail  concerns  with  thee, 
X      In  vain  my'foul  would  try 

To  fliun  thy  prefence,  Lord,  or  flcG 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all  iurrounding  fight  furyey^ 

3Iv  iiring  andmv  retl-5 


-.83  PSALM     CXXXt:*^, 

My  publick  walks,  my  private,  way 3, 
And  fecrets  of  my  breafi. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

Before  they're  form'd  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  fenfe  1  mean. 

4  O  wond'rous  knowledge,  deep  andrhigh  I 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ! 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 

Befet  on  ev'ry  fide, 
2  So.  let  thy  .grate  furround  me  ftill^ 

And  like  a'  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  foul  from  ev'ry  iil, 

Secur'd  by  foy 'reign  love* 

PACSE. 

6  Lord,  where  {^4^  guilty  fouls- retire. 
Forgotten,  and  unknown  ? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 
In  heav'n  thy  glorious  throne. 
n  Should  I  fupprefs  my  vital  breath 
Ta  'fcape  the  wrath   divine, 
Thy  voice  could  break  the  bars  qfdeath^ 
And  make  the  grave  refign, 
8  If  wing'd  with  beams  of  morn.ing  light 
I  fly  beyond  the  Weft, 
Thy  hand  w^<:^i  muft  lapport  my  flight 
Would  foon  betray  niy  reft. 
9.  If  p'ermy  lins  L  think    to  draw 
The  cuvtainsof  the  night, 
Thofc  flaming^  eyes  that  guard  thy  law 
Would  turnihe  fhadv'S  to  light. 
JO  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour  • 
Arc  both  alike  to  thee  : 
Ojnay  I  ne'er  provoke  that  pow'r 

FwBi  which  I  ?aiuiot  flee  1 


PSALM     CXXXix.  28^ 

^aIm.CXXXlX.,2i  .Pjr/,  Com.  Meti-e.- 

Thi  zoifdom  of  God  in  the  formation  cj  man, 
X  T  X.rHE>i  I  with  plcafing  wondcjftand, 
VV''    And  all  my  .frame  furvey,  ' 

Lord,  'tis  thy  work  ;  1  own  thy  hand 
Thus  built  my  .humble  clay, 
^  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reins  poffeft 
Where  unborn  nature  grew, 
Thy  wil'dom  all  my  fcc^tures  trac'd   - 
And  all  niy:m.erabers  drew. 

3  Thine  eye  wilh  hiceft  care  furvey'd 

The  growth  of  ev'ry  partj. 
*Till  the  whoia  i'eiieme  thy  thoughts  has  laid^ 
Was  copy'd  by  thy  art. 

4  -Heav'n,.  eartK  and  fea,  and  frre  and  wind 

Shew-rh€  thy  wond'rous  Ikill ; 
But  I  review  m,yf-if  and  fin,d 
Diviner  wonders^ ftill.r 
^  Thy  awful  glories  round  me  fhine, 
My  il^fh  proclaims  thy  praife: 
Lord,  to  thy  wo^^ks  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace, , 


pfalm  CXXXIX.  3i  Fan.  Com.  Metr< 
Thi mercies  of\Gad  innumerable. 
An  Evening  Pic Im.  ^ 

1    T'  OR-D  when  I  count  thy  mercies  O'cf^ 
JL-4  They  "ft  like  me  with  furprize; 
No,t  all  the  fands  that  fpread  the  fhore 
To  e,qual  numbers  rife. \ 
^:My  flefii  with  fear  and  wonder  flandsj 
The  produ£l  of  thy  ikill,  ■ 

An4  TrourH'  blefTmgs  from  thy  hands. 
Xfey  thoughts  of  love  rsv^ai* 


^i:  PSALM     CXLl, 

3   Thefe  on  inv  heart  b)'  night  i  keep  : 
Iloyi<.  kind,  how  dear  to  me! 
O  raay  tho  hour  that  ends  my  ileep. 
Still  find  my  thoughts  with  thee. 

Jg^falm  ex  LI.      Long  Metre. 

JVatckfulnefs  and  brotherly  love. 

A  Morning  or  Evening   Pfalm. 

s    A  yTY  God  accept  my  early  vows, 

jetJL  Like  morning  inceniein  thy  houfc^: 
And  let  my  nightly  worfhip  nfe, 
Sweet  asthe-ev'ning  facnfu;e. 

2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  fi;uar5  them  Lordj 
From.ev'ry  rafh  -and  .heedLefs  word; 

Kor  let. my  feet  incline  to  tre^d. 
The  guilty-  path  where  Qnners  lead. 

3  Omay  the  nght'ous-,  when  1  ftray, 
Smite-and  reprove  my- wond'ring  way  I  "^ 
Their  gentle  words  like  ointment  ilicd. 
Shall  never  bruife  but  cheer  my  head. 

4-  \Vhen  I  behold  then;!  preil  with,  giiefj 
Til  cry  to  heav'n  for  their  relief; 
And  by  my  warm  petitions  prove 
How  much  I  priae  their  faithful  love. 

^IpfOllU  CXLir.^    Common  Metre.  . 
God  is  the  hdpe  ef  the  kdpkfs.- 

1  nr^O  God  I  m?de  my  foiTows  known, 

X     From  God  I  fought  relief; 
In  longcqjnplaints  before  his  throne  ^ 
I  pour'd  out  a,ll  iny  grief. 

2  My  foul  wasoverwhelm'd  with  woc5| 

My  hc/irt  began  to  break  ; 
My  God  who  ail  ixjy  burden  kno\v^ 


F  S  A  L  M     CXLIII.  2% 

g  On  ev'ry  ^icle  I  rail  mine  eye, 
And  iound  my  helpers  gone, 
While  friends  and  ftrangers  pcH  use  by 
Negle6^ed  and  unknown » 

4  Then  did  I  raife  a  louder  cry, 

And  cali'd  thy  mercy  near, 
"  Thtra  art  my  portion  when  I  die^ 
"  Be  thou  my  refuge  here.'* 

5  Lord,  I  i(mbrou<^ht   exceeding  low 

Now  let  thine  ear  attend^ 
And  make  my  £o!!^s  vviio  vex  me  know 
I've  an  Almighty  Fxie.nd.. 

6  From  my  fad  prifcn  fet  me  free, 

Then  fhall  I  praife  thy.  nam:e, 
And  holy  men  fhaii  join  with  me^ 
Thy  kindnefs  to  proclaim*. 

Pfalm  CXLIII.     Long  Metre-, 

CovtplaUit  of  heavy  a^iccitins, 

1   ^  yTY  right'ous  Judge,  my  gracious  God^  ■ 
LVx    HqcV  when!  ipread  my  hands  abroaiij 
And  cry  for  fuccoui  from- thy  ih/one, 
O  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known, 

2;  Let  judgment  not  iigainft  me  pafs ; 
Behold  thy  fervarit  pleads  thy  grace  ;  . 
Should  j.u (lice  call  us  to-.thy  bar, 
No  man  aiiye  is  guiitlefs  there.. 

g.  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,  and  iee?. 
The  raighty  vv'oes  that  burden  me  ; 
Down  to  the  dufi  my  li^C  is  brought j 
L-;ke  one  long  buried  and  forgoto 

A   1- dwell  in  d.:rkuefs  and  unfeen, 
My  heart  is  de folate  withhi; 
^y  thoughts  in  mufing  filence.  trace 
The  ancient  wojid^rs  of  thy  gt'aif;^. 


x8»  P  S  A  L  M     CXLiV, 

^  Thence  I  derive  a  glimpfe  of  hope, 

To  bear  my  iinking  Cpiriis  up  j 

I  ftietch  my  hands  to  G.pd  agrin, 

And  thirll  like  parched  land^  for  rain,. 
6  For  thee  1  thirft.  I  pray.,  !•  mourn; 

When  will  thy  fmiling  face  retvarn  ? 

Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove  i* 

And  God  for  ever  hide  his  love? 
•J   My  God,  thy  long  delay  tofave, 

Will  iink  thy  pri^'ner  to  the  grave  ; 

My, heart  grows  faint,  rnd  diiu  mine  eye; 

Make  haiic  to  help  before  i.  die. 
8  The  night  is  witnefs  t<>  my  tears,. 

Dillremng  pains,  diftrelling  fears; 

O  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice. 

How  •^ould  my  weary 'd  pow'rs  rejoice  1. 
i^   in  thee  1  tr-uft.  to  tbee^.l  figh* 

And  lift  rfiy  weary  foul  on  high  ;■, 

For.  thee  ^),l  xvaitinfi;  ali.the  day, 

And  wea^r  the  tircfomc  hours  away. 
2c   Brfc^k  ojff.nvy  fetiero.  Lord,  and  fhov»- 

WhiQh  is  the  path  my. feet  fhould  go  ;. 

If faaresr.nd.foes-befet  the  road,^, 

r  flv  to  hide  me  i-sar.my  God, 
i  I   'Fei.chmc  to  do  thy  holy  w^iU, 

And  lead  me  to  thy  hcav'nly  hiU ;. 

Let  thv-.  good  Spirit  of  thy  love 

Conduct  me  to  thy  courts  above. 
12.  Then  ihall  mv  foul  no  more  complain^ 

The -tempter  then  fliall  rage  in  vam, 

And  flefh.  that  was  my  foe  before. 
Shall  never  vex  mv  Spirit  more. 
JPfalin  CXMV.    \ J}  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Ajjiliancc  and  victory  in  the /pint  ual  war/art^ 
I    T7OR  evr  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 
X^      My  Saviour  yiid  my  fliield  j 


P  S  A  L  M     CXLIV,  28 

lie  fe-^ds  his  fpirit  with  his  word, 
To  arm  me  for  the  field. 
I  When  fm  and  hell  their  force  unite. 
He  makes  my  foul  his  care, 
Inflrufts  me  to  the  heav'nly  fight, 
And  g'oards  me  through  the  war. 
5  A  friend  and  helper  fo  divine, 
Doth  my  weak  courage  raife  ; 
He  makes  the  gloxous  vift'iy  mine, 
And  his  ihall  be  the  praife. 

pfalm  CXLIV.  2d  Part,  Com.  Metre; 

The  vanity  of  man ^  and  condefcenfian  of  Gad, 
1    T    ORD.  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man, 
i-J     Born  of  the  earth  at  Erft  ? 
His  life  a  fhadow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  hafting  to  the  duft. 
2  O  what  is  feeble  dying  man, 
Or  any  of  his  race. 
That  God  (houli  make  ft  his  concern 
To  vifit  him  with  grace  ! 
g  Th?t  God  who  darts  his  lightnings  down, 
Who  Ihakes  the  worlds  above, 
And  mouatains  tremble  at  his  frown, 
How  wond*rous  is  his  love, 

Pfalm  CXLIV.      Long  Metre. 

Crace  above  riches.;  or,  the  happy  natio%» 
%    T  TAPPY  the  city  where  their  fons       . 
X  X  Like  pillars  round  a  palace  fet, 
And  daughters  bright  as  polifhM  ftones 
Give  ftrength  and  beauty  to  the  ftate. 
2  Happy  the  country  where  the  fhe^p, 
Csrttle  and  corn,  have  large  increafe  ; 
Where  men  fecurely  work  or  fieep, 
Nor  fons  af  plunder  break  their  peace.   , 


jM  psalm    CXLf, 

J  Happy  t-K©  nation  thui.  endow'd^ 
B«i  more  divinely  bieftarc  thofe 
On  whom  the  ail  iufficient  God, 
Himfclf,  with  all  his  grace,  beflows. 

JpfSUn    CXLV.     Long   Metre. 
The  great j^ffi  of  God, 

1  IV /TY  God.  my  king,  thy  various  p r^ifc 
XV  X   Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  ray  d^ys  ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue 
'Till  death  and  gioiy  raife  the  i"ong^ 

5  The  wings  of  cv'iy  hour  ihall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  ; 
And  every  fitting  fun  fhall  fee 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee^ 

g  Thy  truth  andjuftice  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thy  bounty  flows  an  endleis  ftream  ; 
Thy  mercy  fwift  ;  thine  anger  flow, 
But  dreadful  to  tlie  flubbom  foe. 

4  Thy  works  with  fov'reign  glory  fhine, 
And  fpeak  thy  majcfly  divine  ; 
Let  ''ev'ry  realm  with  joy"  proclaim 
The  found  and  honor  of  thy  name. 

^  Let  difta^t  times  and  nations  raife 
l^he  kjng  fucceflTion  of  thy  praife  ; 
And  anbom  ages  make  my  fong' 
The  joy  and  labour  of  their  tongue. 

6  But  who  can  fpeak  thy  wond'rous  deeds? 
Thy  greatnefs  all  our  thoughts  exceeds  ; 
Vaft  and  urfearchable  thy  ways, 

Vaft  and  i-mmortal  be  thy  praife. 

pfalm  CXLVL  Common  Metre. 


'L 


The  greatnefs  of  God, 
ONG  ?s  I  live  I'll  hlefs  thy  name, 
My  King,  my  God  of  love ; 


PSALM    CXLV.  280 

'My  work  and  joy  Ihall  be  the  fame. 
In  the  bright  world  above. 
s  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  pow'r  unknown. 

And  let  his  praife  be  great : 
I'll  fing  the  honours  of  thy  throne, 

-    Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 
g  Thy  grace  fhall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  ; 
And  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men  that  hear  my  facred  fong 
Shall  join  their   cheerful  voice, 
I  Fathers    to   fons  (hall  teach  thy  namc^ 
And  children  learn  thy  ways  ; 
Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  nations  found  thy  praife. 
5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 

Shall  tlyough  the  world  be  known  ; 
Thine  arm  of  pow'r,  thy  heav'nly  ftate^ 
With  public  fplcndor  fhown. 
3  The  world  is  manag'd  by  thy  hands, 
Thy  faints  are  rul'd  by  love  : 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  ftands, 
Thoi^gh  rocks  and  hills  remove. 

tpfalm  CXLV.   2d  Part.    Com.  Me£r€ 
■The  goodntfs  of  Ged, 

SWEET  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace, 
My  God,  my  heav'nly  king  ; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  right'oufnefs 
In  founds  of  glory  fmg. 
;  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 
His  goodncfs  to  the  fkies  ; 
Thro'*  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  ftiines 

And  ev'ry  want  fupplies. 
With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 
On  thee  for  daily  fsjod, 
A  % 


i^o  PSALM     CXL\;, 

Thy  llb'ral  hand  provides  their  meat, 

And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 
4   How  kind  are  thy  compaflioas,  Lord  ! 

How  How  thine  anger  moves  } 
But  foon  Jie  fends  kis  pard'ning  word 

To  cheer  the  fouls  he  loves.. 
c   Creatures,  with  all  their  ©ndlefs  race, 

Thy  pow'r  and  praife  proclaim  ; 
But  faints  that  tafte  thy  richer  grace, 

Delight  to  blefs  thy  name. 

pfelmCLXV.  2^P^rt.  Common  Metre 

Mercy  to/afferers  ;  or,  God  hearing  Prayer^ 

1  T    ET  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpeak, 
_|  ^  Thou  fov 'reign  Lord  of  all; 

Thy  ftrength'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak^ 
And  raife  the  poor  that  falL 

2  When  forrow  .bows  the  fpirit  down, 

Or  virtue  lies  diftrefh 
Beneath  fome  proud  oppreflfor's  frown, 
Thou.giv'ft  the  mourners  reft, 

3  The  Lord  fupports  our  tott'ring  days. 

And  guides  our  gidc'*-  youth : 
Holy  and  juft:  are  all  his  ways 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 
^  H€  knows  the  pain  his  fervants  feel, 
He  hears  his  children  cry, 
And  their  heft  wifhes  to  fulfil 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh, 
^  His  mercy  never  fliall  remave 
From  men  of  heart  fincere : 
He  faves  the  fouls,  whoie  humble  love  . 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear, 
G  [His  ftubborn  foes  his  fword  fhall  flayer   5 
And  pierce  their  heaiis  with  pain ;.      ^' 


I 


P  S'  A  LU      CXLV.  £91 

Bxit  none  tHat  ferve  the  Lord  fnall  fay, 
'•'They  Ibught  his  aid  in  vain."  j 
-J  [My  lips  fhali  dwell  upon  his  praifcy 
And  fpread  his  fame  abroad  -; 

Let  all  the  fonsof  Ad&ni  raife 
The  honours  of  their  God.j 

IPfalmCXLV,     Long  Metre. 

Praifc  to  Godjor  his  goodnij's  and  truth: 
1    T>RAlSEyethe  Lord,  iny  heartfliall  join 

JL      \\\  works  fo  pie  fan  t  J  fo  divine  ; 

Now  while  the  flefh  is  mine  abode, 

'  And  when  my  foul  alcends  to  God. 

a   Praife  ihali  employ  my  nobleil  pow'rs. 

While  immortality  endures  ; 

My  days  of  Praife  fhall  ne'er  be  paft, 

While  life  and  thought  and  being  lafl!, 
3  Why  fhould  I  make  a  man  my  truft  ? 

Princes  muft  die  and  turn  to  duft  ; 

Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  pow'r 

And  thoughts  ail  vanifla-  in  an-  hour, 
^   Plappy  the  man  whofe  hopes  rely 

On  Jfrael's  God  :  lie  made  the  fky, 

And  earth  and  feas  with  all  their  train,. 

And  none  fiiall  find  his  promife  vain, 
•;^His  truth  for  ever  ftands  fecure  : 

jr/e  feves  the  oppreft,  he  feeds  the*  poor  j 

He  fends  th'C  lab'ring  confcien-ce  peace. 

And  grants  theprrs'ner  fweet  releafe. 
6  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  theblmd 

The  Lord  fupports  the  linking  mind ;. 

He  helps  the  uranger  in  diflrefs, 

The  widow  and  the  falherlefs. 
'^   He  loves  his  faints,  he  kaows  them  welTj. 

But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 

Thy  God,  O  Zion^  ever  reigns  ; 

Viuifc  him  in  everlafting  ftraiixs,. 


493  PSALM     CXLVL 

Pfalm  CXLVr.    Particular  Metre. 

Praifc  to  Godjor  his  goodnefs  andtfuthi 

i   T'LL  praife  my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 
jL  And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  {hall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs  :i 
My  days  of  praife  ftiall  ne'er  be  paft,  j 

While  life  and  thought  and  being  laft, 

Or  immortality  endures. 
♦  Why  fhould  I  make  a  man  my  truft  ? 
Princes  muft  die  and  turn  to  duft  : 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flefh  and  blood  ; 
vThei^  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  pow'r? 
And   thoughts  all  vanifh  in  an  hour, 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promife  good, 
Happy  the  man  whofe  hopes  rely 
Oil  Ifrad's  God  ;  He  made  the  iky, 

And  earth  and  feas,  with  all  their  train  j 
His  truth  forever  ftands  fecure  : 
He  faves  th*  opprcfl,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

Andnone  fhall  find  his  pro/aife  vain* 

4  The  Lordhath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind  ; 

He  fends  the  laboring  confcience  peace. 
He  helps  the  ftranger  in  diftrefs, 
The  widow  and  the  fathcrlefs. 

And  grants  the  prifoher  fweet  releafe, 

5  He  loves  his  faints,  he  knows  them  weM, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell  : 

Thy  God,  O  Zien^  ever  reigns  ; 
l^tt  ev'ry  tongue,  let  ev'ry  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  : 

Praife  him  in  everlafting  ftrains, 
6-  I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
Ana  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  fhall  employ  my  nobler  pow're  i 


PSALM      CXLVil.  25'3, 

My  days  of  praife  fliall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life  and  thought  andbeing  iaft, 
Qt  immortality  endu-res. 

PfalLnt  CXLVII    jj  part.  Long  Metre. 
The  divine  nature  prc^idence  and' grace., 

£  T>RAISEye  the   Lord : 'tis  good  to  raife 
X  Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praife  : 
His  nattire  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight, 

s  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerufalem^ 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name  ; 
liis  raercy  meks  the  ftubborn  foul, 
And  make6  the  broken  fpirit  whole. 

2  He  form'd  the  ftars,  thofe  heav'nly  flames, 
He  counts  their  nambers,  calls  their  names ■^ 
His  wifdom's  vaft,  and  knows  no  bound,,, 
A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd, 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might  j 
And  all  his  glories  infinite  j 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  juft 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  duft, 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exah  him  high, 

Who  fp reads  the  clouds  all  round  the  fl^y  ' 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defcend  in  vain. 

6  He  makes  the  grafs  the  hills  adorn, 

And  clothes  the  fmiling  fields  with  corn  \ 

The  beafts  with  food  his  hands  fupply. 

And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry, 
'J  What  is  the  creature's  {kiH  or  force, 

The  f]3rightly  man,  the  warlike  horfc, 

The  nimble  wit,  the  a£livc  limb  J 

All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 
I  But  faints  are  Lovely  in  his  fight ; 

He  vicwJ  his  children  with  dclightj 
A  A   2. 


394  PSALM  CXLVIi, 


n 


He  fees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
And  looks  and  loves  his  image  there. 

]g)falm  CXLVII.    2d  Fan.  LongMetreJ 

Summer  and  Winter, 

1  ^'T    ET  Zion'*  praife  the  mighty  God, 

JLj  And  make  hi^  honours  known  abroad; 
^^For/weetthejoy  ourfong,  to  raifc 
^'And  glorious  is  the.  zoark  of  praife,** 

2  Our  children  are  Tecure  and  bleft  ; 
Our  fhores  have  peace,  our  cities  reft  ; 
He  feeds  our  fons  with  fineft  wheat. 
And  adds  his  blefling  to  their   meat, 

.3  The  changing  feafonshc  ordains, 
The  early  and  the  later  rains ; 
His  flakes  of  fnow  like  wool  he  fendsj 
And  thus  the  fpringing  corn  defends. 

4  With  hoary  froft  he  ftrews  the  ground; 
Kis  hail  defcends  with  clat^ring   founds 
Where  is  the  man  fo  varinly  bold, 
That  dares  defy  his  dreadful  cold ! 

5  He  bids  the  fouthern  breezes  blow  ; 
The  ice  dilTolves,  the  waters  flow  : 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways 
To  call  his  people  to  his  praife. 

G  To  all  our  realm  his  laws  are  fhown ; 
His  gofpel  through  the  natioB  known  \ 
He  hath  not  thus  revcal'd  his  word 
To  ev'ry  land ;  Praitlie  ye  the  Lord, 

JPfalm  CXLVII.      Common  Metre. 

Thcjeafons  of  the  year, 
i.  "\  7t  7^^'^^  fongs  and  honours  founding  loud 
V  V     Addrefs  the  Lord  on  high ; 
Gverthe  heav'nsheljsread  his  cloud,. 
And  waters  veil  the  Iky,. 


P  S  A  L  M    GXLVlIi.  2^ 

£  He  fends  the  fliow'rs  of  ble flings  down 
To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grafs  the  mountains  crowiJ 
'And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat. 

He  hears  the  ravens  cry  : 
But  man  who  tafles  his  fineft  wheat,. 
Should  raife  his  honours  high. 

4  Hisfteady  counfels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year;. 
He  bids  the  fun  cut  {hort  his  race. 
And  wint'ry  days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  iroft,  his  fleecy  fnow, 

Defcend  and  clothe  the  ground  : 
The  liq.uid  ftreams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

6  When  from  his  dreadful  /lores  on  high,.. 

He  pours  the  ratt'iing  hail, 
The  wretch  who  dares  this  God  defy,. 
Shall  nnd  his  courage  fail. 

7  He  fends  his  word  and  melts  the  fnewj. 

The  fi«lds  no  longer  mourn  : 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  fpring  return. 

8  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud. 

Obey  his  mighty  word  : 
With  fangs  and  honours  founding  loud, , 
Praife  ye  the  fov 'reign  Lord. 

Pfalm    CXLVIII.    Particular     Metre. 
Fraifi  to  Gad  from  all  creatures, 
2  ILTE  tribes  of  Adam  join 

X     With  heay*n  and  earth  and  feaSj. 
And  offer  notes  divine 
T-o  your  Creator's  praife, 


igS         P  S  A  L  M     CXLVIIC 

Ye  holy  throng 
Of  ang^eis  bright. 
In  worlds  of  light, 
Begin  the  fong. 
T  Thou  fun  with  dazzling  rays, 
And  moon  that  rules  the  night. 
Shine  to  your  Maker*s  praife, 
With  ftars  of  twinkling  light. 
His  pow'r  declare, 
Ye  floods  on  high, 
And  clouds  that  fly 
In  empty  air. 
^  The  fhming  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  (land, 
Or  in  fwift  courfes  move 
By  his  fupreme  command. 
He  fpake  the  wcfrdj 
And  all  their  frame 
From  nothing  caxne 
To  praife  the  Lord, 
4  He  mov^'d  their  mighty  wheels 
In  unknown  ages  pad, 
And  each  his  word  fulfils 
While  time  and  nature  laft« 
In  cRfF'rent  ways 
His  works  proclaim 
His  wpndrous  name, 
And  fpeak  his  prai«rc, 

2  Let  all  the  earth  born  race, 
And  monfters  of  the  deep. 
The  fifh  that  cleave  the  feas, 
Or  in  their  bofom  fteep, 

From  fea  and  fhore 
Theit   tribute  pay, 
Andftill  difplay 

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PSA  L  M^    CXLVIII,  ,sg-7 

6  Ye  vapours,  hail  and  fnow, 
Praife  ye  th*  almighty  Lord, 
And  ftormy  winds  that  blow 
To  execute  his  word. 

Wken  lightnings  fhinc^. 
Or  thunders  roar, 
Let  eaath  adore 
His  hand  divine. 
1  Ye  mountains  near  the  fkieSj. 
With  lofty  cedars  there, 
And  trees  of  humbler  fize, 
Hhat  fruit  in  plentv  bear  ; 

Beafls  wila  and  tame. 
Birds,  flies,  and  worms^ 
In  various  forms, 
Exalt    his  name. 
B  Ye  kings,  and  judges,  fear,. 
The  Lord,  the  fov 'reign  Kiog  % 
And  while  you  rule  us  here. 
His  heav'nly  honours,  fmg  ; 
Nor  let  the  dream 
Of  pow'r  and  ftate 
Make  you  forget 
His  pow'r  fuprame, 

9  Virgins  and  youths,  engsge 
To  found  his  praife  divine, 
While  infancy  and  age 
Their  feebler  voices  join  : 

Wide  as  he  reigns 
His  name  be  fung 
By  every  tongue, 

In  endlefs  ftrams* 

10  Let  all  the  nations  fear 
The  God  that  rules  above  ; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  them  tafle  his  love  j- 


258  PSALM     CXLVIir. 

While  earth  and  fky, 
Attempt  his  Praife, 
His  f-'ints  fhall  lai.fe 

His  honours  high. 

^Mm   CXLVIII.     Long  Metre. 

Paraphrafed.. 
Vniverfat  praift  to  God, 
2   T    bUD  haiiekijahs  to  the    Lord     rdwell, 
JL-i  From  diftsnt  worlds  where  creatures 
Let  h^-av'n  begin  the  folemn  word,.. 
And  found  it  dreadful  down  to  helL 
NOTE.  This  rf::lm  may  be  fung  to  a  different 
metre.,  by  adding  the  two  following  lines  tc 
every  ftanza, 
Each  of  his  zvorks  his  name  dijplays^ 
But  they  can  nt'cr  fulfil  his  praife. 

2  The  Lord  !  how  abioiate  he  reigns  ! 
Let  cv'ry  angel  bend  the  knee  ;- 
Sing  of  his  love  in  heav'nly  ftjains, 
And  fpeak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be. 

3  High  on  a- throne  his  glories  dwell, 
An  awful  throi:ie  of  Ihiningbliis  ; 
Fly  through  the  world,  O  fun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams  coTupar'd  to  his* 

^  Awake,  ye  tempefls^  and  his  fame 
in  founds  of  dre?dful  praife  declare  ; 
And  the  fweet  whifper  of  his  namCy 
Fill  ev'ry  gentler  breeze  of  air, 

5  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agree 
To  join  their  praife  with  blazing  fire, 
Let  the  firm  earth  and  rolling  fea 

In  this  eternal  fong  confpire. 

6  Ye  flww'ry  plains  prociaiTTi  his  (kill  ;    ■ 
Valleys  lie  low  before  his  eye  ;  ^ 

And  let  his  praife  from  cv'rv  hill 
•Rife  tuneful  to  the  nci-ghb"img  Iky, 


PSALM     CXXIII.  i95 

^  Ye  ftubbom  oaks,  and  ilately  pines. 
Bend  your  high  branches,  and  adore  ; 
Praife  nim  he  beaftsj  in  diffreni  ilrains  ; 
The  lamb  muft  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 

8  Birds,  ye  muiQ:  make  his  praife  your  th^niej 
Nature  demands  a  fong  from  you  : 

While  the  dumb  fifh  which  cut  the  ftTcain^, 
Leap  up  and  mean  kis  praifcs  too, 

9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 
When  nature  all  arou«d  you  fings  ? 
O  for  a  fnout  from  old  and  young, 
From  humble  fwains  and  lofty  kings. 

10  Wide  as  his  vaft  dominion  lies. 
Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  fhout  his  praife. 
And  found  it  lofty  to  his  throne. 

3.1   Jehovah  !  'tis  a  glorious  word, 
O  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  tongue  i 
But  faiHte  who  beft  have  known  the  Lord* 
Are  bound  to  raife  the  nobleft  fong. 

3  2  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  ev*ry  chord  : 
From  all  below  and  all  above. 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 

Pfelm   CXLVIIL     Short  Metre. 

Univerfal  p  raife, 

a   T    ET  Qv'iy  creature  join 
JL-J  To  praife  the  eternal  God  ; 
Ye  heav'nly  hofts,  the  fong  begin. 
And  found  his  name  aJbroad. 
2  Thou  fun  with  golden  beams. 
And  moon  with  paler  rays, 
Yc  ftarry  lights  ye  twinklir>g  flames, 
Shine  to  your  Maker*^  praife^   * 


300  PSALM    CXLVni, 

3  He  built  the  worlds  above, 

And  fix'd  their  wofid'rous  frame  5 
By  his  command  they  ftand  or  move, 
And  ever  fpcak  his  name, 
4'  Ve  vapours,  when  you  rife, 
Or  fall  in  Ihowers  or  fnow  ; 
Ye  thunders,  murm'ring  round  the  fkics. 
His  pow*rand  glory  fhow. 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  flafhing  fire, 
Agree  to  praife  the  L«rd, 

When  ye  in  dreadful  ftorms  confpiVc 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above 
His  honours  be  expreft  : 

But  faints  that  tafle  his  faving  love 
Should  fmg  his  praifes  beft. 

PAUSE    II, 

-^  Let  earth  and  ocean  know 
They  owe  their  Maker  praife ; 
Praife  him  ye  wat'ry  worlds  below. 
And  monfters  of  the  Teas. 

8  From  mountains  near  the  fky 
Let  his  high  praife  refound, 

Trom  humble  fhrubs  and  cedars  high, 
And  vales  and  fields  around, 

9  Ye  lions  of  the  wood, 
And  tamer  beafts  that  graze, 

Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food, 

And  he  expe&s  your  praife, 

10  Ye  birds  of  lofty  wing, 
On  high    his  praifes  bear  ; 

*Or  fit  on  flow'ry  boughs,  and  fing 
Your  Maker's  glory  there. 

1 1  Ye  creeping  ants  and  Worms, 
His  various  wifdom  fhow, 

And  flies,  in  all   your  fKining  fwarmi, 
■f^aife  him  that  drefl  you  fo. 


PSALM    CXLIX.  2^, 

3  2  By  all  the  earth  born  race^ 
J.         His  honours  be  expreft  • 
I^But  ^nt«  that  know  his  he^v^nly  grace. 
Should  learn  to  praife  him  beil. 

PAUSE        II 

1 3  Monarchs  of  wide  command, 
Praif^ye  the  eternal  Kmg  • 

Judges  adore  that  fov'reign  Mud 

VVhence  ail  your  honours  fpring 

14  1-et  vig'rous  youth  engage 
ix.uM      ^°''"'^  ^'^  P^^^^^s  high  : 
While  growing  babes  and  withering  a^e 

Their  feebler  voices  try  ^ 

r5  United   zeal  be  fliown   ' 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raife  • 
God  IS  the  Lord,  his  name  alone 

Deferves  our  endlefs  praife 
16    Let  nature  join  with  art, 

And  all  pronounce  him  blef}. 

^^/nts  that  dwell  fo  near  his  heart 

5nouid  Ting  his  praifcs  beft. 

l^felm  CXLTX.  Common  Metre 

'^'^'f'^'^  -^^  his  faints  J  or,  the  Jain  is  judging 
-  i'le  world .     ^  ^66 

■  '  A   AnF^  '^'  ^^7  '^^  ^^^^  ^'^i^i^^^ 
Amidft  the  church  wuh  cheerful  voice 
His  later  wonders  Hiew 

^  '^  o?  •^'\''  .'^S  P^^P^^  cf  his  gr.^e. 
Shall  their  Redeemer  lin^ 

And  G€^.t^,  nations  join  the  praife 
While  Zzo;^  owns  her  King 
3  Tne  Lord  tskes  pleafl,re  in  the  iuH-. 
Whom  finners  trea;:  with  fcom 


302  PSALM     CL. 

The  meek  thatlve  defpis'd  in  duft 
Salvation  fhall  adorn. 

4  Saints  (hould  be  joyful  in  their  King, 

Ev'n  on  a  dying  bed  ; 
And  like  the  fouls  in  glory  fing. 
For  God  fliall  raife  the  dead. 

5  Then  his^high  praife  fhall  fill  their  tongues^. 

Their  hancljjfhaU  wield  the  fword  : 
And  vengeance  fhall  attend  their  iongs, 
The-v*engeance  of  the  Lard. 

6  When  Chnfl  his  judgment  feat  aCcends, 

And  bids  ttiQ  world  appear, 
Thrones  arcprepafd  for  all  his  friends 
Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 
f  Then  fhall  they  rule  with  iron  rod 
*■    Nations  that  dar'd  rebel  : 
And  join  the  fentcnce  of  their  God, 
On  tyrants  doom'd  to  hell.  % 

^  The  royal  iinners  bound  in  chains 
New  triumphs  fhtill  afford  ; 
Such'honourfor  the  fnhits  remains  ; 
Praife.  ye  and  love  the  Lord. 
ii^fallU  CL    Common  Metre. 
A  fong  of  praife, 
iTN  God's  own  houfe  pronounce  his  praife, 
X    His  grice  he  then'e  reveals  * 
To  heav'n  your  joyful  wonder  raife, 

For  there  his  glory  dwells,  „ 

«  Let  all  your  facred  pjiflions  move,  | 

While  VOM Ttrhe^irfe  his  deeds  ;  | 

But  the  great  work  of  f'ving  love  •; 

Your  highefl  praife  exceeds. 
Q   All  thnt  have  motion,  life  and  breath 
Prncbim  your  maker  hleft.  : 
Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  death^ 
My  foul  fh:ill  praife  him.  beil,  ^ 


i 


DOXQLOGIES.  303 

r/'^  Christian  DOXOLOGY, 

Long  Metre. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirk,  three  in  One, 
Be  honour,  praife  and  glory  giv'nj 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  he^'n. 

Common  Metre. 

LET  God  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  ipit it  be  ador'd. 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  knowa 
Or  faiats  to  love  the  Lord. 

Common  Metre. 

Wktre  the  tune  includes  two  Jlm^as, 

THE  Godof  meicy  be  ador'i 
Who  calls  our  fouls  from  death, 
W^ho  faves  by  his  redeeming  ^v'oi*d, 

Aad  new  Clearing  breath. 
To  praifc  the  Father, and  the  Son, 

Aiid-Spint  all  divine, 
The  One  \z\  Three,  and  Three  in  One^ 
Let  taints  ;;jid'angti5Jr.in«. 

Shorfeivjttre.  ^ 

YE  angels  round  the  throne^ 
And  feints  tliat  dwell  below, 
Worfhip  tne  Father,  piaite  the  Son, 
And  bkfs  the  fuiiit  too. 

Particular    Metr(?. 
^yOW  to  the  gr::3t  and  iscrcd  Three^ 
The  Father,  Son  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  praife  anti  gicry  giv'u 


304  DOXOLOGIES. 

Thro*  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
3Sy  all  the  angels  near  the  throne. 

And  all  the  faints  in  earth  and  heav'n. 

Particular  Metre. 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne. 
Perpetual  honours  raife. 
Glory  to  fiod  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praife  : 

With  all  our  pow'is, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  fing. 
While  faiih  adores. 


j^ND  OF  THE  PSALMS, 


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I,  Collected  fFom  the  Scriptures. 
IL  Compoieci  on  Dk'ine  Subjefts 
III.   Prepared  for  the  Lor  d's  Supper.  «^|.^ 

BY  qXaac  Caatt^,  d.  d.     Srf  ., 

.'f72c?  ,^A^,y  /i^'^^g  <-'i   nezu  fo.'io-,  /aying.  -^f^ 'f^ 

ThoiL  art  zvoTthy,  &c.  for  thou  zcajl  %J^-^' 

Jlr.ni,  and  kajl  redecmtd  us,  '&c,  t^"^ 

REV.    V.   Q.  '|(|  ^^i' 

Soliti  eHent   [i.  e.  Chripts'ni]   conve-  ";^,f 

nire.  C2rmenq.ue,  Clirifi.0  qi\?A\  Deo  ^p 


die ere. 


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HYMNS 

AND 

SPIRITUAL     SONGS. 


B  O  O  K    I. 


CoUeEied  from  the  Holy   Scripture 


fppiUtt  I.    Common  Metre. 

Anew  Jong  to  the  LaviB  that  was  Jlcdn,  Rev.  v 
6.  8,  g,  lo,  12. 

1  T>  EHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 
JLI   Amidft  his  Father's  throne  : 

Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name. 
And  fongs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  eiders  worfhip  at  his  feet. 

The  church  adore  around  ^ 
With  vials  full  of  odours  fweet, 

And  harps  of  fweeter  found. ' 
4  Thofeare  the  pray'rs  of  all  the  feints^ 

And  thefe  the  hymns  they  raife  ; 
Jejus  is  kind  to  our  complaints,      '     • 

He  loves  to  hear  our  praife. 

4  [Eternal  Father,  who  fiiali  look 

Into  thy  fecret  will  ? 
Who  but  the  Son  Ihall  take  that  book, 
And  open  ev'ry  feal  ? 

5  He  Ihail  fulfil  thy  great  decrees, 

The  Son  dcferves  it  well  ? 


0o$.  KYMNS    AiiQ  B.. 

Lo,  in  his  hand  the  fov'reign  keys 
Oiheav'n  and  death  and  hell  !]' 
6  Now  to  the  l.ainb,  that  once  was-  ihia^ 
Be  endlefs  blefiings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
Forever  on  thy  head. 
•^  Thou  haft  redeem'd  our  fouls  with  blood, 
Flail:  Cet  the,  prif'nsrs  free. 
Hail  Tn??de  us  kings  and  priefts  to  God^ 
And  we  Ihall  reign  with  thee. 
S  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Are  put  beaieath  thy  pow'r  ; 
Then  fliorten  thefe  delaying  days^ 
And  briiig  the  promis'd  hour. 

}I)pinn  II.    Loag  Metre, 
The  deity  and  humanity  oJChrifh,    John  \.  i 
■  14  ;  and  Col.  i.  16  ;  and  Eph.   iii.  g,  10. 
t  T7  RE  the  blueheav'hs  were  ftretch'd  abrc 
A-j   From  Everla (ling  was  the  word  : 
With  God  he  was,  the  word  was  God, 
And  muft  divinely  be  ador'd. 
£  By  his  own  pow'r  were  all  things  made,. 
By  him  fupported  all  things  ftand  j 
He  is  the  \«ihole  creation's  head, 
And  angels  lly  at  his  command* 

3  Ere  fm  was  born,  or  Satan  felly 
Ho  Ifid  the  hofi  of  morning  ftars  j 
(Thy  generation  who  can  teil^ 
Or  count  the  number  of  thy  years  ?)' 

4  But  lo,  he  leaves  thofe  heav'nly  form*',  . 
The  Word  defcendsand  dwells  in  clay, 
That  he  may  held'  converfe  wlih  wonaS| 
Drefs'd  in  ftich  feeble  ficOv  as  they. 

^  Mortals  v/ith  joy  beheld  his  face 
Th*  eternal  Father's  only  Son  ^ 


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B.i,      SPIRITUAL     SONGS.       309 

How  full  of  truth !  how  full  of  grace  ! 
When  thro'  his  eyes  the  Godhead  (hone  !. 
6  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode. 
To  karn  new  myll'ries  here  and  tell 
The  love  of  our  defcending  God, 
The  glories' of  Immanuel, 

|t)pinU  in.    Short  Metre. 

Taz  nativiiy   of  Chrifi,     Luke  i,  30,  &C.,    Luke 
ii.  10,  '^c. 
i"0  EHOLD  the  grace  appears, 
Jjl     The  promife  is  fuifill'd  ; 
lAary  the  wond'rous  virgin  bears, 
And  Jefus  is  the  child, 
2[Thc  Lord,  the  highefl  God, 
Calls  him  his  only  ,Son  ; 
.-He  bids  him  rule  the  lands  abroad, 
And  gives  him  David's  throne, 

3  0*er  Jacob  fhall  he  reign 
With  a  peculiar  fway  ; 

The  nations  fhall  his  grsce  obtain. 
His  kingdom  ne'er  decay  .J 

4  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 
A  heav'nly  form  appears  ; 

He  tells  the  fhephcrds  of  their  joySj 
And  banifhes  their  fears, 

5  G 0,  huvible  fzv ai'ds,  idddh.Q, 
To  David's  city  Jly  J 

■    Tht  promised  injant.  bom  to  day^ 
Dcth  in  a  manger  lie. 

6  With  looks  and  heart  fcrene 
Go  vifit  ChrlA  your  King  j 

And  iiraight  a  {l;.'ming  troop  was  feen  j 
The  fhepherds  he?rd  them  hng  : 
'J   Ghry  to  God' on  hijh  ! 
And  heav'nly  peace  on  earthy 


S^o 


HYMNS    ANc 


B. 


Good  will  to  me7z^  to  nw^els  joy. 

At  the  Redc:mcr'£>  birth. 
8[In  worfhip  io  divme 

Let  taints  employ  tlieir  tongue^  . 
With  the  celefli?!  hoft  Avejoin, 
„       And  loud  repeat  their  fongs  ; 
9  Glory  to  God  on  high  f 

And  htav'nly  peace  on  rartkf 
Good  will  tomcn^  to  angels  joy. 

At  our  Redeemer's  iirih.^ 

l^pmn  IV,  referred  to  Pfalm  IT. 
if)pmttV    CommoaMeti-e. 

Suhmijfion  to  affiiElive  Providences-,  Job,  i,. 
iTO' AKED  3s  fiom  the  earth  wc  came, 
JLN    And  crept  to  life  at  firfl, 
We  to  the  earth  return  zgain, 
And  mingle  with  our  dud, 
s  Tht  dear  delights  ve  Jiere  enjoy. 
And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  but  ihort  favours  bortow'd  now. 
To  be  repaid  anon; 
g  'Tis  God  that  lifts  our  comf&rts  high, 
Or  links  them  in  the  grave, 
Kc  gives  and  (bleffed  be  his  name  !.) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Pea-ce  all  our  angry  paflions  then,. 

Let  each  lebellious  hgh 
Be  filent  at  his  fov 'reign  will, 
Andev'ry  murmur  die. 

5  If  Uniling  mercy  crown  cur  lives, 

It.s  praifes  (hall  be  ipiead, 
And  we'll  adore  the  jullice  too 
That  ftrikes  oui  cemforts  ^^^^. 


2UI 


B.  r.     SPIRITUAL  ^ONG  S,     311 

rppm  VI.  Common  Metre. 

Triumph  over  death.    Job  xix.  25,  26,  27. 

"*^^  REAT  God,  1  Qwn  the  fentencejuftg 
\JX  And  nature  m-nft  decay  ; 
I  yield  my  oody  to  the  dufl. 
To  dwell  v/ith  fellow  clay. 
a  Yet  faith  may  triuinph  o'er  th€  grave, 
And  trampie  on  the  tombs  ; 
My  jf^fn^'  niy  Redee-mer  lives^ 
My  God  my  Saviour  comes. 
g  The  mighty  conqu'ror  (hail  appear 
High  on  a^oyai  feat, 
And  desththe  laftof^ail  his  foes. 
Lie  vanquifh'd  at  his  feet. 
4  Though  greedy  wovms  devour  my  ikin, 
And^naw  my  wafting  ^.efli. 
When  God  fhall  buiki  my  bones  again, 
He'll  clethe  themallafrelh  : 
^   Then  (hall   1  fee  thy  lovely  face 
W^th  llrong  immortal  eyes, 
Ana  feaft  upon  thy  unknown  grace 
With  pleafure  and  furprife.    ^ 

*        i^^lfW  ViL    Common  Metr^. 

The  invita'ion  of  the  p^ofid  ;  or,  Spiritual  food 
and  dothing.     ifa.  iv.  1.  2,  &c. 

1  T    ET  ev'rv  m.ortal  ear  attend^ 
J_^    And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice, 

The  trumpet  of  the  gofpel  founds, 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ve  hungry  darving  fouls, 

That  feed,  upon  the  wind, 
"And  vainly  ft  rive  with  earthly  toys 
To  6U  an  empty  mind  ; 


31^  H  Y  MM  b     ANBf  B,   1, 

3  Eternal  wifdom  has  prepar'd 

A  foul  reviving  feaft, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provifion  tafte, 

4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  dreams, 

And  pine  away  and  dia  ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirll 
'       With  fprings  th:-;t  never  dry. 
^  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 
In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 
6  f  Ye  perifliing  and  naked  poor, 
Who  work  with  mighty  pain, 
To  weave  a  garment  of  your  own, 
That  will  not  hide  your  fin  ; 
'7  Come  naked  and  adorn  your  fouls 
In  robes  prepar'd  by  God, 
Wrought  by  the  labours  of  his  Son, 
And  dyed  in  his  own  blood.]) 

8  Dear  God  !  the  treafures  of  thy  love 

Are  everlafting  mine?, 
Deep  as  our  helplcfs  miferiesafe, 

And  beundlefs  as  our  fms  !  ^ 

9  The  happy  gr.tes  of  gc  fpel  gracs 

Stand  open  night  and  day  : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  feek  fupplies. 
And  drive  our  Wants  away. 

IpPninVIII.  Common  Metre. 

The  fafety   and.  prauElion  of  the  church. 
IJa.  xxvi.  1,  2,3,  4.  5.  6. 
tTTOW  honourable  is  the  place 
JljL   Where  we  adoring  fland, 
Zz^nthc  glory  of  the  earth. 
And  beauty  of  the  land  \ 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS, 


3^3 


a  BuUAtoiks  of  mighty  grace  defend 
The  city  where  we  dwell  ; 
The  walls  of  ftrong  felvation  made, 
Defy  th'affaultsufhelU 

3  Lift  up  the  everlafting  gates, 

The  doors  wide  open  fling 
Enter  ye  nations  that  obey 
The  flatutes  of  our  King, 

4  Kere  fhall  you  tafte  unmingled  joys, 

And  live  in  perfeQ:  peace  : 
,  You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  ventur'd  on  his  grace, 

5  Truft  in  the  Lord,  forever  truft, 

And  baniili  all  your  fears  : 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells. 
Eternal  as  his  years, 

6  What  though  the  rebels  dwell  on  high^ 

His  arm  (hall  bring  them  lov/  ; 
Low  as  the  caverns  of  the  grave 

Their  lofty  heads  fhall  bow. 
•J  On  Bahylon  our  feet  {hall  tread, 

in  that  rejoicing  hour  ; 
The  ruins  of  her  walls  Oiall  fpread 

A  pavement  for  the  poor. 

IppmU  IX.      Common  Metre. 

Tht  promifcs  of  the  covenant  of  grace,     Ifa.  iv, 
1,  2,  Zcch.  xiii.  i.   Miic,  vii.  19.  Ezek^xxxvi, 
2,5,  Sec.       -       ^ 
iT  N  vain  we  lavifh  out  our  lives, 
X   To  gather  empty  wind  : 
The  choiceft  biclTings  earth  can  yield 
Will  flarve  a  hungry  mind, 
ft   Come  and  the  Lord  ih=il  feed  our  fouls 
With  more  fubltaHtial  meatj 
C  c 


3'' 4 


H  Y  M  N  S    AND  B.  I. 


With  fuch  as  faints  in  glory  love, 
With  fuch  as  angels  eat. 
2  Our  God  will  ev'ry  want  fupply. 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  peace  ; 
He  gives  by  cov'nant  and  by  oath 
The  riches  of  his  giace. 
^  Come  and  he'll  cleanie  our  fpotted  fouls, 
And  wafli  away  our  ftains 
In  the  dear  fountain  that  his  S©n, 
Pour*d  from  his  dying  veins. 
^[Our  guilt  {hall  v^niPn  all  away, 
Though  black  as  hdl  before  ; 
Our  fins  fliall  fink  beneath  the  fea, 
And  fhall  be  found  no  more. 
6  And  left  poliution  fhould  o'erfpread 
Our  inward  pcw'rs  again, 
His  fpirit  ihall  bedew  our  fouU' 
Like  purifying  rairt.'J 
-y  Our  heart  that  flinty  (lubborn  thing, 
Tliat  terrors  cannot  move. 
That  fears  no  threatnings  of  his  wratfe, 
S>all  be  diffolv'd  by  love  : 
8  Or  he  can  take  the  flint  away 
That  would  not  be  refinM, 
And  from  the  treafuree  of  his  grace 
Be  flow  a  fofter  mind.  • 

g  There  Pn all  his  facred  Spirit  dwell, 
And  de«p  engrave  hislavt^, 
And  ev'rv  motion  of  cur  fouls 
To  fwift  obedience  draw, 
j,o  Thus  will  he  pc^r  falvaKon  down, 
And  wc  fhall  render  pjaife  ; 
We  the  dear  people  of  his  lovc% 
A-nd  h£  ouv  Ood  of  grace. 


B;  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  ^i  5 

^^inn  X.     Short  Metre. 

The  hlej[cdnefs  of  Gofpd  times  j  or.  the.  revelation 
of  Chriji  to  Jews  and    Gtniiks,     Ija.  v.-  2j  7, 
8j  9,  15.     Matth.   16,  17. 
iTTOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
Xl      Whoiland  ofi  Ziotvs  hiil, 
Who  bring  falvation  on  their, tongueSj, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal  ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice, 
How  fweet  the  tidings  are  ! 

**  Ision  behold  thy  Saviour  King 
*'  He  reigjjS  and  triumphs  here.'' 

3  How  happy  are  o\n  ear §5 
That  hear  the  joyful  found, 

Whieh  kings  and  prophets  waited  for 
And  fought,  but  never  found  1 

4  How  bleifed-ire  (*ur  eyes, 

That  lee  this  heavenly  light',  , 

Prophets  and  kings  dehrd  it  long, 
But  dy'dv/uhout  the  iigiit, 

5  'JJhe  watchmea  join  tlieir  voirce, 
And  tuneful  n»;tes  employ  j- 

JiTuJaUrfk  breaks  forth  in  fongs, 
And  delarts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Loid  m«-:kesbare  his  nrm' 
L^hrough  all  the  eai;th  abroad  ; 

-.Let  e.v'ry  nation  now  behold 

Their  Saviour  and  their  God, 

!|)ginn  XI    Long  Metre. 

Th^  uii-->nhk  enlighidyuii'  n-i]-d   carnal  rtdjon  hum- 
olcd  \  cr,   the  Jove  ra^}!ty  nf  Cracc.   J.uk.c  x,  21 

i'"T^HEr-lE  was  an  hour  when  Ghrift  rejoic'd. 
JL     And  fp»ke  his  joy  in  wovdj  of  praiie> 


gi6  HYMNS    AN»  B.  L 

''Father,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 
**  Lord  of  the  earth  andheav'ns  and  feas. 

-  *'I  thank  thy  fov'reign  pcw'r  and  love, 
**That  crowns  my  doftrine  with  "fucceft  ; 
''^And  makes  the  babes  in  knowledge  learn 
'The  heights  and  breadths,  and  lengths  of 

grace. 
But  all  this  glory  lies  conceal'd, 
*'From  men  of  prudence  and  of  might  ; 
*'  The  prince  of  dark»efs  blinds  their  eycs^ 
*'And  their  own  pride  refifU  the  light. 
4  *'Father,  'tis  thus,  becaufethy  will 
*'Chv  ^e  and  ordain'd  it  fhould  be  fo  ; 
'*'Tis  thy  delight  t'abafe  the  proud, 
And  lay  the  haughty  fcorner  low. 

t-  *' There's  none  can  know  the  Father  nght,^ 
"But  ihofewho  learn  it  from  the  Son  ; 
*'  Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  receiv'd, 
**  But  wh^re  the  Father  makes  him  known,'* 
Then  let  our  fouls  adore  our  God, 
That  deals  his  graces  as  hepleafe  ; 
Nor  gives  to  mortals  an  account, 
Or  of  his  aftionsor  decrees. 

ll){)mn  XII.      Common  Meci'e. 
Free  grace  in  rcvcalingChriJl.  Luke  x.  21, 
\  TESUS  the  man  of  conflant  grief, 
J    A  njourner  all  his  days  ; 
His  Spirit  once  re^oic'd  aloud. 
And  turn'dhis  joy  to  praffc. 
2   Father  I  thank  ihy  wondrous  love. 
That  hath  rneal'd  thy  S»tt 
To  men  vjfilearned  ;  and  to  babes 
Has  made  thy  gojpei  knozvyi. 
o  The  myfl'ries  of  redtemivg  grace. 
Are  hidden  Jrom  the  wife. 


While  pride  and  carnal  reas'^iings  join 
;    '     Tojwdl  and  hlind  tktircyts. 
%^.  Thus  doth  the  Lord  of  heaven  andearch 
His  great  decrees  fuifil, 
And  orders  all  his  v/orks  of  gvace,  ' 

By  his  own  lov'reign  will, 

Jppm;  Xlil.  Lang   Metre. 

Th^  titles  and  kingdom  of  Chri-jt,  Ifa.  xi,  2,  Ij,  ^^ 

J   'T~^KE  lands  that  long    in  darknefs   lay,    ■ 
JL     Now  have  beheld,  a  htav'nlv  light, 
Nations  that  fat  in  death's  cold  ft^ae, 
Are  bleft  with  beams  divinely  bright^ 

2  The  virgin's  promis'd  Son  is  born  ; 
Behold  th'  expeftcd  Child  appear  ; 
What  fhall  his  name's  or  tides  be  ? 
The  wonderful,  the  CouvJdU/r. 
3  [This  Infant  is  the  Mighty  God, 
C,ome  to  be  fuckled  and  ador'd- ; 
Th' eternal  Father,   PrincajOf  peace^ 
The  ^onci  David,  and  his^l^oidj 

4 -The  government  of  earth  and  feas 
Upon  his  fhoulder  fhall  be  laid  : 
His  wide  dominions  fhall  increafe^ 
And  honours  to  his  name  be  paid, 

5  yifi-'S,  the  holy  Child  ihall  fit 
Kigh  on  his  father  David's  throne. 
Shall  crufh  his  foes  beneath  his  feet. 
And  reign  to  ages  yet  unknown, 

■         rpgmn.XIV.     Long  Metre. 

fr^-  triumph  of  faith.     Rom.  viii.  33.  ^t, 
iTX  THO  {hall  the  Lord's^eiea  condemn 
V  V     'Tis  God  that  juflifies  their  foukj 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  ftream, 
0'r<".  all  their  ilns  divinely  rolls,  . 
C  c   s 


3i8  HYMNS    AK»  B.  h 

z  Who  fhall  adjudge  the  faints  to  hell  ?  • 
'Tis  Chrijl  that  fuffer'd  in  their  ftead ; 
And  the  falvation  to  fulfil, 
Behold  him  rifing  from  the  dead. 

3  He  lives  !  he  livaS !  and  fits  above, 
For  evfer  interceding  there  : 
Who  fhall  divide  us  from  his  lov6  ? 
Or  what  fhould  tempt  us  to  defpair  ? 

^  Shall  perfecution  or  diflrefs  ? 
Famine,  or  fvvord,  or  nakednefs  ? 
He  that  hath  lov'd  us,  bears  us  through. 
And  makes  us  more  than  conqu'rors  toOc 

c  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  povv'r, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  : 
Ckrifi  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope, 
Nor  can  we  fink  with  fueh  a  prop, 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 

Nor  pow'rs  on  high,  nor  pow'rs  below, 

Shall  caufe  thy  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Ckrifi  our  love, 

^l^mn  XV.     Long  xMetre. 

Our  own  zveaknefsf  and  Chrijl  our  Jlrcngtk, 
2  Cor.  xii,  7,  9,  *o. 

2  T    ET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  fey, 
i  J  Strength  JJiall  be  equal  to  the  day  : 

Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  diflrefs. 
Leaning  on  all  fufHcient  grace. 
£  I  glory  in  infirmity. 
That  Chrijl' s  own  pow*r  may  reft  on  me  ; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  flrong, 
Grace  is  my  fhield,  and  Chrijl  my  fong, 

3  1  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 

All  fulf'rings,  if  my  Lord  be  there  ; 
Sweet  pleafures  mingle  with  the  pains. 
While  hi*  left  hand  my  head  fuftainSo 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  319 

4  But  if  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn. 
Arid  we  attempt  the  work  alone  ; 
When  new  temptations  fpring  and  rife. 
We  find  how  great  our  weaknefs  is. 

5  So  Sampfon,  when  his  hair  was  loft) 
MiSt  the  Fhiliftincs  to  his  coil  ; 
Shook  his  vain  limbs  with  fad  furprize, 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  loft  his  eyes. 

I^gmn  XVL     Common  Metre. 

Hofanna  to  ChTtft,     Matth,  xxi.  9,     Luke  xix. 

38,  40- 
iTTOSANNA  to  the  royal  Son 
X  X  Oi  David' ^  ancient  line  ! 
His  natures  two,  his  perfon  one, 
Myllerious  and  divine. 

2  The  root  of  David  here  we  find, 

And  offspring  is  the  fame  ; 
Eternity  and  time  are^in'd 
In  our  Immanuel's  name. 

3  Blefs'dhe  that  comes  to  wretched  men 

With  peaceful  news  from  heav'n  I 
Hojanvds  of  the  higheft  ftrain, 
To  Chriji  the  Lord  be  giv*n  ! 

4  Let  mortals  ne'er  refufe  to  take 

Th*  Hefanna  on  their  tongues. 
Left  rocks  and  ftpBes  {hould  raife  and  break 
Their  filence  into  fongs. 

©ginn  XVII.      Common  Metre, 

ViBory  over  death,     \  Cor,  xv,  55,  ^c, 
3/^  FOR  an  overcoming  faith 
V-/  To  cheer  my  dying  hours. 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monfter^death^ 
And  all  his  frightful  pofw'rs  I 


3-20  '    HYMNS    ANi>  B. 

£  Joyful,  with  ail  the  ftrength  I  have, 

Mv  quivering  iip  ;TK>U'ld  ftng, 
Where  is-thy  boajlcd  vict'ry  gr^ive  ? 

And  -wktrt  the  vionfit-"' s  jtxng  ? 
2  If  fiii  be  paidon'd  I'm  iecure. 

Death  has  no  fling  beiide  ; 
The  law  gives  fin  ils  damning  po\v^r  ; 

But  Ckrift  my  ranibm  dy'd. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  A^iftory 

Immortal  thai-iksbe  paid, 
Who  makes  us  conqu'rors,  while  we  die. 
Through  Chrijl  our  living  head. 

^pmn  XVIII.      Gommoa  Metre. 

l^U^tdart  the,  dsad  thaU  die  in  the  Lord, 
MiV.KlV,  13. 
1 Y  TEAR  what  the  voice  from  heaVn  pro- 
XjL  claims 

For  all  the  pious  dead, . 
Sweet  is  the  favour  of  their  namts, 
And  foft  their  fleeping  bed. 

5  They  die  in  Jifiis^  and  are  blefs'd  ; 

How  kind  their  flumbers  are  ! 
From  fufif*rings  and  from  fm  releas'd, 

And  freed  from  ev'ry  fnare. 
2  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  ftrife,  • 

They're  prefent  with  the  Lord  ; 
The  labours  of  their  mortal  life 

End  in  a  large  reward. 

^^m\\    XrX.   Common  Metre. 

The  Jong   of  Simeorfi  or   death  made  dcfiraUt'"-. 
Luke  i.  27^  &e.  I 

1  •  T   ORD5  at  ihy  temple  we  appear, 

'*-'  As  happy  Simeon  came,  ] 


5.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  321 

And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviowr  here  ; 
O  make  our  joys  the  fame  ! 
J  With  what  divjne  and    vaftdelight^ 
The  good  old  maa  was  fill'd. 
When  fondly  in  his  wither'd  arms 
He  clafp'd  rhe  Holy  Child  ; 
I  *'  Now  I  can  leave  this  world,  he  ery'd 
"  Behold  thy  fevvant  dies  ; 
*•  I've  feen  thy  great  Calvation,  Lord, 
"-Attd  ciofe   my  peaceful  eyes. 
,  *'  This  is  the  light  prepar'd  to  fhine 
"  Upon  the  Gentile  lands, 
*'  Thine  Ifrael's  ^lory  and  their  hopcj 
**  To  break  their  Havifh  bands." 
,  [  Jefus  !   the  vifion  of  thy  fac8 
Hath  ovsrpow'ring  charms  ! 
Scarce  Ihall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace, 

If  Chrift  be  in  my  arms. 
Then  will  ye  hear  m.y   heart    firings   break j 

How  fweet  my  minutes  roll  ! 
.    mortal  paknefs  on  my  cheek, 
Ana  glory  in   my  foul.  J 

p^mn  XX-      Coniir.on     Metre. 
piritual  o/ppeaL   viz.    Thf.robt  of  righteoufnefs^ 
and  Garments  of  Salvation,     lb.,     ixi.    io» 

AWAKE  my  heart  arife  my  tongue. 
Prepare  a  tuneful  voice  j 
In  God  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 

Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 
*Tis  he  adorn'd  my  naked  foul, 

And  made  falvation  mine  ; 
Upon  a  poar  polluted  v/orm 

He  makes  his  graces  fnine. 
And  leafl  the  fhadow  of  a  fpot 

Should  on  my  foul  be  foundj 


g«4  PIYMNS  AIC&.  B.  1 

He  took  the  robe  the  Sayiour  wrought, 
And  call  it  all  around. 

4  How  far  the  heavenly  robe  exceeds 

What  earthly  princes  wear  I 
Thefe  ornaments  how  bright  they  Ihine  I 
How  white  the  garments  are  ! 

5  The  Spirit  wrought  by  faith  and  love, 

And  hope  in  ey'ry  grace  ; 
But  Jefiis  fpent  his  life  to  work 

The  robe  of  righteoufnefs. 
€  Strangely,  my  foul.  Jirt  thou  arr'ay'ci 

By  the  great  facred  Three  I 
In  fw e  €  t  e  ft  harmor.  y  o f  p  raife 

Let  §11  thy  powers  ^gree, 

f)imm  XXr.  Common    Meti^e 
/i  vifion   of  tki  kingdom  of  Chfift  amm^  inin 

Rev,  xsi,  u  3,  .3,  At  : 
%  T    O,  what  a  glorious  light  uppcars 
X^     To  our  bflieving  hyt*  ] 
The  aanh  and  (ttM  areT5?.rs'd  a\'^-y, 
And  the  old  rolling  ikies, 
^  frcm  the  third  heaven  where  God  refvoeSj 
That  holy  happy  pkte, 
Thti  new   7&rujnkm  comts   d^f^wr;, 
Adorn'^  with  Ihining  grnc!*, 
5  Auendin,^  :3n|]^eb  fliout  tor  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  fiii^  ■; 

*'  Mertds  behold  the  fncrr d  hh  ^ 

*♦  Of  your  defcending  King.  | 

4  **  The  Godof  gloiy  down  ro  mea  Ij 

<•  Removes  his  'blefl  ijbude  ;,  y 

«*  Men,  the  dear  objtds-of  his  grate,        f 
•     **  And  he  the  loving  God,  '. 

5  <*  Hi.*  own  foft  hand  fhail  wipe  the  tcart, 

"  From  ev'ry  weeping,  eyc^  ^ 


5.  h  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  323 

*r  And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs  and  lears, 
''  And  death  itfelf  {hall  die, 
'<  How  loKg,  dear  baviour,  O  how  long  ! 
Shall  this  bright    hour  d^lay  ? 
Fly  fxvifter  round  ye    wheels   of  time. 
And  brirkg  the  welcome  day. 
iXiJ.and  XXIII,  Refer'dto  the  i^stk  Pfahn, 

|r)pin     XXIV.      Long    Metre. 

The  rick  Mmvcr  dying.  ^  P/al.  xlix.  6?  9.  Ecd» 
.  viii,  8.  Job.  m.   14,  15. 

IN  vain  the  wealthy  mcrtais  toil. 
And  keep  their  fhining  duit  in  vaia. 
Look  down  and  f€orn  the  humble  poor. 
And  boaft  their  lofry  hills  of  gain, 

1  Their  golden  cordials  cannot  eaie 
Their  pained  hearts  or  aching  heads, 
Nor  fright,  nor  bribe,  a'pproaching  death 
From  glitt^'ring  roofs  an^  downy  beds. 
The  lingering,  the  unwilling  foul, 
The  difmal  fummons  muft  obey, 
And  bid  a  long  a  fad  farewel, 
To  the  pale  lumps  of  lifelefs    clay. 

\  Thence  they  are  huddled  to  the  grave, 
Where  kings  and  Haves  have  eq-uA  thrones  ; 
Their  bones  without  difiinftion  lie 
Among  the  heaps  of  meaner  bones. 
The  rejl  referred  to  the  x-x^lh.  Pfalm. 

^^rnW  XXV.      Long    Metre. 
A  Vifwn  of  the  Lamb.  Rev.^v,  6^  7,  8.  9. 

ALL  mortal  vanitie5  be  gone, 
Nor  tempt  my  eyes  nor  tire  my   esrs,^ 
Behold  amidft  the  eternal  throne 
A  Viiion  of  the  L&rnb  apperirs. 


324  HYMNS    AND  B,  I 

2  [Glory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 

Mark'd  with  the  bloody  death  he  bore  ; 
Seven  are  his  ways,  and  feven  his  horns, 
To  fpeak  his  ^viidom  and  his  pow'r. 

^  Lo  he  receives  a  lealed  book 

From  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne  ; 

Jefus,  my  Lord  prevails  to  look 

On  dark  decrees,  and  things  unknown.  ] 

4  All  the  affembling  faints  around 
Fall  worlhipping  before  the  Lamb, 
And  in  new  fongs  of  gofpel  found 
Addrels  their  honours  to  his  name. 

5  The  joy,  the  fhout,  the  harmony 
Flies  o'er  the  everlafting  hills  ; 
Werthy  art   thou  alone,  they  cry, 
To  read  the  book,  to  loofe  the  fcals, 

9  Our  voices  join  the  heavn'iy  ftrain, 
And  with  tranfporting  pleafure  ling, 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  flain. 
To  be  our  teacher  and  our  king  • 

q  His  worr^s  of  prophecy  reveal 
Eternal  counfels,  deep  defigns  : 
His  grace  and  vengeance  fliail  fulfil 
1  he  peaceful  and   the  dreadful  lines  : 

8  Thou  haft  redee-m'd  our  fouls  from  hell 
With  thine  invaiuaWe  blood  ; 
And  wretches  tliat  did  once  rebel 
.  Are  now  made  fav'rites  of  their  God. 
Worthy  for  ever  is  the   Lord, 
That  dy'd  for  treafons  nuL  his  own, 
By  ev'ry  tongue  to  be  ador'd, 
And  dwell  upon  his  father's  throne. 


B:  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  325 

|)pmit  XXVI.  Common  Metre. 

Hope  in   heaven   by   the  rcfurrcBicn  of  Chrijtt> 
X  Pet,  i,  3,  4,  5. 

1  OLESS'DbetheeverlaftingGod, 
J3     The  Father  of  our  Lo  rd  : 

Be  his  abounding  mercy  praisM, 
His  m^jcfty  ador'd, 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  raised  hi*  Son^ 

nd  calPd  him  to  the  fky, 

He  gave    our  fouls   a  lively  hope 

That  they  ihould  never  die. 

3  What  though  our  inbred  fins  require 

Our  flelh  to  fee  the  duft, 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rofc. 
So  all  his  foU'wcrs  mufl. 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine 

Referv'd  again  fl  that  day  ; 

'Tis  uncoirupted,   undefil'd. 

And  cannot  v^aftc  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  pow'x  of  God  are  kept^ 

'Till  the  falvation  corne  : 
We   w?lk  by  faith,  as  ftrangcrs  here, 
*Till  Chri/i  ihall  call  us  home. 

^"^mn  XX^n.   Common  Metre; 

Afuranct  of   Heaven  ;  »r  a  faint  prepared  to  dic-a 

a  7m.  iv,  6.  7,  8,   i8. 
a   [    T^EATH  may  diffolve  my  body   noWg 
JL/     And  bear  my  fpirit  home  ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  fo  (low, 
\  Nor  my  falvation  come  ? 

2  With  heav'nly  weapons  1    have  fotighS 
The  battles  of  the  Lord, 
Piniih'd  my  courfe  and  kept  the  faith^ 
Ami  wait  the  furc  reward,  j 
D  i> 


giS  HYxMNS  AKB  B.  L 

^  God  has  laid  up  in  hcav'n  for  me 
A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  righteous  Judge  at  that  great  day 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decre«d 

This  price  for  me  alone  ; 
Butall  that  love  and  long  to  fee 
Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 

5  J^fi^f  the  Lord.  Ihali  guard  me  Cafe 

From  cv'ry  ill  defign  ; 
And  to  his  heav'nly  kingdom  take 
This  feeble  foul  of   mine. 
6  God  is  my  everlaCiing  aid, 
And  heii  ihaii  rage  in  vsin  ; 
To  him  be  higheft  glory    paid. 
And  cndlefs  praife.     Amen. 

IppmU    XXVill.     Common  Metre. 

The  Triumph  of  Chriji   over  the  enemies  of  iht 

Ckurchc     if  a,     Ixiii.   i.  2,  3. 
1  TX  Til  AT  mighty  man  or  mighty   God, 
W       Comes  travelling  in  (late 
Along  the  Idikv.ean  road, 
Awsy  from  Bozrak's  gate  ! 
«  The  gicry  of  his  robe?,  proclaim 
'Tis  feme  viftoriows  king  : 
•^  Tis  I  thejuft.  the  Almighty  One, 
*'  That  your  falvivtion  bring," 
.;  Why,  mighty  Lord,  thy  laints  inquire, 
Why  thine  apnarrel's  red  ? 
And  ail  thy  veTcure  fUin'd  like  thofc 
Who  in  the  v/ine  prcfs  tread  ? 
*  **  J  by  myfslf  have  trod  the  prefs, 
^^'  vAnd  crulli'd  my  foci  alone  ;. 
''  iij^-: -wrath  hath  ftku  k  the  rebels  dead. 
*'  Nly   fv.t-y  ftaTT.p'd  them   down, 


;b.l       spiritual  songs.         327 

c  '•  ^Tis- Edem's  blood  that  dies  my  robes 
With  joyful  fcarlet  ftains; 
"  The  triumph  that  my  raiment  wears 
*'  Sprung  from  their  bleeding  veins.. 
§  <^  Thus  {hall  the  nations  be  deftroy'd 
^'  That  dare  infult  my  faints  ; 
**  I  have  an  arm   t'  avenge  their  wrongs, 
*'•  An  car  for  their  complaints." 

!|)pmE  XXIX.    Common   Metre. 

The  triumph  of  Chrijl  ;  or,  the  ruin  (>/ Antic krifii 

y^r.     4,  5,    6,   7, 
1   T  LIFT  my    banner  faith  the  Lord, 
Jl     ''Where  Jkntickrift  has   ftood  ;. 
«•    The-  city  of  my  gofoei  foes 
"   Shall  be  a  field  oi  blood, 
a^      "  My  heart  has  iludiedjufl  revenge, 
*'  And  now  the  day  aiapears, 
'«  The  day  of  my  rcdeem'd  is  come, 
*'  To  wipe  away  their  tears. 
3  "  Quite  weary  is  my  patience  grown, 
'*  And  bids  my  fancy  go, 
*'  Swift  as  the  lightning  it  fhall  move, 
"  And  be  as  fatal  too. 
^  *'  I  call  for  helpers  but  in  vain  : 
'-  Then  has  my  gofpel  none  ? 
*'  Well,  mine  own  arm  has  might  enough^ 
"  To  crufh  my  foes  alone. 

5  **  Slaughticr,  and  my  devouring  fword 

"  ShviU  walk,  the  ftreets  around. 
"  Bakl  ih^M  reel  beneath  my  ftroke, 
*'•  And  ftagger  to  the  ground." 

6  Thine  honours,  O    Vigorous  King, 

Thine  own  right  hand  fhall  raife,. 
While  we  thy  awfg.1  vengance  fing, 
And  our  Diliv'rer  praife. 


32$  HYMNS    AND 


i 


5)pttt    XXX.    Long    Metre. 

TfaytT  for   deliverance     an/wer^d.     Ifa.    xxvi, 

8- 20. 

1  TN  thy  own  wsLys^O  God  of  love, 

A  We  Wait  the  vifit$  of  4iiy__grace-^* 

Our  fouls  dcfire  is  in  thy  name, 

And  the  remembrance  of  thy  face. 
«  My  tho'ts  are  fearching,  Lord,  for  thee, 
^    'Mongft  the  black  Shades  of  lonefomc  night ; 

My  earnell  cries  falute  the  ikies 

Before  the  dawn  re  (lores  the  light. 

Look  how  rebellious  men  deride 

The  tender  patience  of  my  God  ; 

But  they  ftiall  fee  thy  lifted  hand, 

And  feel  the  fcorges  of  thy  rod, 
j^  Hark  !  th'  Eternal  rends  the  fky, 

A  mighty  voice  before  him  goes, 

A  voice  of  mufic  to  his  friends. 

But  threatening  thunder  to  his    foes, 
^  Come,  children  to  your  father's  arms, 

Hide  in  the  chambers  of  my   grace, 

'Till  the  fierce  florm  be  overblown. 

And  my  revenging  fury  ceafe. 
6  My  fword  {hall  boaft  its  thoufands  flain,, 

And  drink  the  blood  of  haughty  kings  ; 

While  heav'nly  peace  around  my  ftock. 

Stretches  its  foft  and  fhady  wings. 

Hymn  XXXJ.     Refered  te  the   ift  Pfalm. 
]^Pfnn     XXXII.   Common    Metre.. 

1  T  X  THence  do  our  mournful  thoughts  arife 
V  V     And  whcre's  our  courage  fled  ? 
Has  rcftlefs  f;n,  and  raging  hell. 
Struck  all  our  comforts  dead  ? 


^£.-1.  SPIRITUAL  SO'NGS.  329 

2  Have  -we  forgot  th'  almighty  name 

That  fonn'd  the  earth  and  fea  ? 
And  can  an  ail  creating  arm  ■ 
Grow    weary  or  decay? 

3  Treafures  of-'^vcrlafting   might 

In  our  Jchevah  dwell  ; 
He  gives  the  conqueft  to  the  wc?k, 
And  treads  rheir  foes  to  hell. 
4._Mers  mortal  pow'r  fhall  fade.and  die -- 
And  yovithful  vigouF-ceafe  ; 
But  we  who  v/ait  upoHithe  Lord, 
Shall  feel  our  ftrength  inereafe. 
r ;  The  faints   fhall  mount  on  eagle's  wings,  . 
Atid  tafie  the  promis'd  blifs, 
'Till  their- unwearied  feet  arrive 
Where  perfect  pleafure  is,  - 

Hymn  XXXIII,  XX JUV.  XXXV.'  XXXVI, 
XXXVII,  XXXVIII,.  'Referred  to  PJabn 
12  1,  124,  67,  73.  90,  and  84. 

J^pmU:  XXXIX.     Common  Metre. 

God's  tender  care  of  his'  church.  Ifa.  xlix.  13,  i&c; 
3  [^^TOW-lhallmy  inward  joys  arife, 
JL^'      And  burft.into  a  fong  5 
Almighty  love  infpires  my  heart,' ■ 
And  pieafures  tune  my  -  tongue,  - 
3  God^  on. his  thrrfty  Zio/i's  hill, 

Some  mercy  drops  has  thrown,  . 
A-nd   foleiTOi  calhs-  have  bound  h^s  love''- 
To  (how'r  falvationdotvrj. 
g-jWhy  do  we  then  indulge  our  fearSj 
Sufpicions  snd  complaints  ? 
Is. he  a  God  1  'and  (hail  his  grace  - 
G-row.  weary  of  his  faints  ? 


330  HYMNS    anb 


1 


4  Can  a  kind  woman  e'er  forget 

The  infant  of  her  \vomb, 
And  'mong  a  thoufand  tender  thoughts 
Her  fuckling  have  no  room  ? 

5  Yet  faith   the  Lord.  Jhould  nature  change^ 

And  mothers  monflers  frsve^ 
Zioh  ftiil  dwells  i^pon  the  heart 
OJ  everlajiing  love. 

6  Deep  on  the  palms  »fhoth  my  handSy 

I  have  engrav'd  her  name  j 
My  h^nds  Jhall  raife  her  ruined  waUs, 
And  build  her  broken  frame. 

^pmn  XL.    Common   Metre. 

The  bufinejs    and  blcjfednejs  of  glorified  faints. 

Rev.     vii.    13,   14,  15,  16.     &c. 
i   ^TLT^""^^  ^^Ppy  tr'-^r.,  or  angels  thefe. 

V  V        That ^11  their  robes  arifpi^lejs  white  f 
Whence  did  tjiis    glorisus  t^oop    arrive 
At   the  pure  rtalnis  ef  heav'nly   light    ? 

2  From  tort'ring  racks,  and  burning  fires^ 
Through  leas  of  their  own  blood  they  came  v 
But  nobler  blood  has  wafh'd  their  robes, 
Flowing  from  Chrifi  the  dying  Lamb. 

3  Now  they  approach   th'    Almighty    throne 
With  loud  Hofannas  night  and  day  *, 
Sweet  anthems  to  the  great  Thru  One^ 
Meafure  their  blcfl  eternity.' 

4  No  more  fhall  hunger  pain    their  fouls  : 
He  bids  their  parching  thirft  be   gone. 
And  fpieadsthe  {hadow  of  his  wings, 
To  fcreen  the-m  from  the  fcorching  fun. 

5  The  Lamb,  who  fills  the  middle  throne, 
Shall  {hcd  around  his  milder  beams  ; 
Ttiereihall  they  feaft  on  his  rich  love, 
An^  drink  full  joys  from  living  flrcams. 


B.I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  g^i 

6  Thus  {kail  their  mighty  blifs  renew, 
Thro'  the  vaft  round  of  ersdlefs  years, 
And  the  fo-ft  iiand  of  ibv'reign  grace 
Heals  all  their  wounds,  and  wipes  their  tears*. 
r^gTUU  XLI.      Common    Metre. 

Thtjame  or  the    marty-rs  glorijicd.  Rev.    vii>.  13.- 

2  ''T^HESE.  glorious  minds    h&z^   bright  ihtj. 

X  fnijit.  ? 

Whence  all  their  white  array  ? 
Horn  came  they  to  the  happy  Jtats 
Of  everlajting  day  t 
s  From  tort'ring  pains  to  cndlefs  jeys^ 
On  fiery  wheels  they  rode, 
And  ftrangely  wafh'd  their  raiment  white- 
In  Jijus'  dying  blood. 

3  Now  they  approach  a  fpotlefs  God,. 

And  bow  before  his  throne  ;       ■ 
Their  warbling  harps  and  facred  fongs^ 
Adore  the  Holy  One, 
4  The  unveii'd  glories  of  hi'S   face 
Amongft- the  faints  rehde, 
While  the  rich  treafur^  of  his  grace 
See  all  their  wants  fuppiy'd. 
5  Tormenting  thirft  fhall  leave   their^fouls-; 
And  hunger  flee  as  faft  ; 
The  fruit  of  lifers  immortal  tree 
ShJ'l  be  their  iweet  repait, 
%  The  Lamb  fnall  lead  his  heav'rily  flock. 
Where  living  fountains  rife. 
And  love  divine  fhall  wipe  away 
The  forrows  of   their  eyes. 
|)5mn   XLIL      Commoa    Metre. 
Divine  wrath  and  viercy.     i^rowt  Mah.  i.  1,  2, '3^ 
1      /V   DORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God 
XX    Js^.imfumingfire  y* 
^  Uib,    jtii.  89, 


a32'  HYMNS    AND  B.  I. 

His  jealous  eyes  his  wrath  inflame, 
And  raife  his  vengeance  higher. 
2.  Almighty  vengeance  how  it  burns  ! 
How    bright  his  fury  glows  ! 
Vaft  magazines  of  plagues  and  ftorms, 
Lie  treafur'd  f©r  his  foes. 
8:  Thofe  heaps  of  wrath  by  flow    degrees 
Are  fbrc'd  into  a  flame, 
But  kindled,  O  i  how    fierce  they  blaze  ! 
And  rend  all   natures  frame. 
4.  At  his  aproach  the-  mountains  flee, 
And  feek  a  wat'ry  grave  ; 
The  frighted  fea  makes  hafle  away,  . 
And   fhrinks  up  ev'ry  wave. 
5  Thro'  the  wide  air  the  weighty  rocks 
Are  fwift  as  hail  {tones  hurld, 
Who  dares  engage,  the   fiery  rage, 
Which  fhakes  the  folid  world  ? 
6i  Yet,  mighty  God!   thy  fov'reign  grace 
Sils  regent  on  the  throne, 
The  refuge    of  thy  chofen   race, 

When  wrath  comes  rufhing  down.  . 
^  Thy  hand  (hall  on  rebellious  kings 
A  fiery  tempefl  pour,  . 
While  we  beneath  thy    fhelt'ring- wings^ 
Thy  jufl  revenge  adore. 

HvMN  XLIII,   Referred  to  iht  100th  Pfdm^ 

H  Y  M  N  X  LI  V5   Referred  to  the  v^^dPfalvi,. 

^pmil  XLV.      Common    Metre-. 

The  laft  judtmcnt.     Rev.  xx.  5,  6.  7.8, 
jQ^EE  where  the  great  incarnate  God 
i3     Fills  a  majeftick  throncj  . 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONCxS.  331 

While  from  the  fkies  his  awful  voice 
Bears  the  laft  judgment  down. 

2  ['<  I  am  the  firftj  and  I  the  laft, 

"  Through  endlefs  years  the  fame  ; 
•*  I  AM— -is  my  memorial  ftill, 
**  And  my  eternal  name. 

3  "  Such  favours  as  a  God  can  give,. 

"  My  royal  grace  beftow*  ; 
**  Ye  thirfty  jfouls,  come  taftc  the  ftreams 
"  Where  life  =ind  pleafure  flows.  J 

4  ["  The  faint  that  triumphs  o'er  his  finSj 

*'  I'll  own  him  for  a  fon  ; 
^'  The  whole  creation  {hall  reward 
"  The  conquefts  ke  has  won, 

5  "  But  bloody  hands*  and  hearts  uneleajij 

*'  And  all  the  lying  race, 
**  The  faithlcfs  and  the  fcoffing  crew, 
"  That  fpurn  at  ofFer'd  grace  : 

6  "  They  fhall  be  taken  from  my  &ghtj 

"  Bound  faft  in  iron  chains, 
*'  And  headlong,  plung'd  into  the  lake 

*'  Where  fire  anddarkneft  reigns/^ 
"7  O  may  I  ftand  before  the  Lamb 

When  earth  and  feas  are  fled  ! 
And  hear  the  judge  pronounce  ray  name 

With  ble flings  on  my  head. 
May  I  with  thofe  forever  dwell, 

Who'here  were  my  delight  ; 
While  finners  banifh'd  down  to  hellj, 

Ko  more  otfead  my  ftght*. 


534:  HYMNS  an».  B.  1 

Hymk  XLVI   and  XLVU.  Referred  to  PfaL 

148  and  3, 

^pin  XLVill.      Long  Metre. 

Th:  Chrijiian  ract.     If  a.  xl.  28,  2q,  3a,  3.1, 
X   A    WAKE  our  fouls  (away  our  fears, 
x\.   Let  ev'r.y  trembling  thought  begone) 
Awake  and  run  the  heav'nly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on.. 

2  True  'tis  a  ftrait  and  thorny  road, 
And   mortal  fpiriis  tire  and  faints- 
But  they  forget  the  mig^hty  God, 
That  feeds  the  ftrcngth  of  ev'ry  faint; 

3  T)ic  mighty  God,  whofc  matchicfs  pow%. 
Is  ever  new  and. ever  young. 

And  firm  e/idures,  while  endlcfs  years 
Their  everlafting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee.  th«  overflowing  fpring,. 
Our  fouls  fhall  drink  a  frefh  iupply, 
While  fuch  as  truft  their  native  ilrength. 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop  and. die. 

^  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 
We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  fouls  ihail  fly, 
Nor  tire  amiddthe  heav'nly  road. 

^PUin  XL IX.      Gdmmon   Metre. 

The.  xaorks  »f  M&fes  and  the     Lamb,  Rev,  xv.  g 
a  T  TOW  ftrong  thine  arm  is   mighty  God, 
Xx  Who  would  not  fcai  thy  name  ? 
Jtfus,  how  fweet  thy  graces  are  f  • 
Who  would  not  love  the  Lamb.?: 
2  He  has  done  more  than  lAefis  did. 
Oar  Prophet  and  our  King  ; 
From  bonds  of  hell  he  freed  our  fouls. 
And  taught  ourlips  to  fmg. 


I.        SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  335 

I  In  the  Red  Sea  by  Mefes*  hand 

The  Egyptian  hell  was  drown'd  ; 
But  his  own  blood  hides  all  our  nv^s^ 

And  guilt  no  more  is  found. 
AVhcn  through  the  defart  IJracl  wentf 

Witli  manna  they  were  fed  ; 
Our  Lord  invites  us  to  his  flefh, 

And  sails  it  living  bread. 
;  Mo/es  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 

Yet  never  reach'd  the  place  ; 
But  Chriftfhall  bring  his  foU'wcrs  homej 

To  fee  his  Father's  face.- 
i  Then  fhaU-our  iove  and  joy  be  iull, 

And  feel  a  warmer  flame, 
And  fweetcr  voices  tune  the  fong 

Of  Mofss  and  the  Lainb. 

l^pinn    L.     Common     Metre. 
ight  and  fahation  by    Jefus   Chrift.    Luke  a, 
68,  &c.    John  !.  23  32, 

NOW  be  the  God  ol  Ij^a^i'  blefs'd. 
Who  mukes  his  truth  appear  i 
His  mighty  hand  fulfils  his  word, 

And  all  the  oaths  he  fware. 
Now  he  bedews  old  David's  root 

With  biefliags  from   the  fl^ies  ; 
He  m^kes  the  branch  of  promife  grow. 

The  promis'd   horn  rrife. 
f  John  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 

To  go  before  his  face. 
The  hsrald  which  our  Saviour  God 

Sent  to  prepare  his  wiys. 
He  makes  the  ^reat  falvatLon  known, 

He  fpcak5  of  pardon'd  fins  ; 
Whil^  grace  divine  and  heav'nlv  love, 

In  its  own  glory  rhine. 


330  HYMNS    akd  B. 

^  •'  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  he  cries, 

*'  Who  takes  our  guilt  away  :  ^ 

'»  I  faw  the  fpiiit  o'er  his  head 
*•  On  his  baptizing  day.  ] 
6  "  Be  cvVy  vale  exalted  high, 

*•  Sink  cv'ry  mountain  low  ;  - 

"  The  proud  muft  (loop,  and  humble  foul 
*•  Shall  his  falvation  know. 
^  "  Theheathen,  realms  and  I  fr' el's  land 
*'  Shall  joia  in  Tweet  accord  : 
**  And  all  that's  born  of  man  fhaH  fee 
'•  The  glory  of  the  Lord. 
8  ••  Behold  the  Morning  Star  arife, 
*'  Ye  who  ill  darknefs  fit  : 
«  He  marks  thepath  which  leads  to  peite 
"  And  guides  our  doubtful  feet." 

lt)jmn  LL  Short  Metre. 

Pre/ervinr  gracc^     J^^^  xxiv  25. 

1  TpO  God  the  only  wife, 

X       Our  Saviour  and  our  king. 
Let  ail  the  ^f?ints  below  the  fkies, 
,  Their  humble  praifeb  bring, 
ft  *Tis  his  almighty  love, 
Kis  counfel  and  his  care, 
Prefcrves  us  fafe   from  fm  and   dcath^ 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  fnare, 
g  He  will  prefent  our  fouls 
Unbiemilh'd  and  complete, 
Before  the  glory  of  l\is  face. 
With  joys  divinely  great. 
4  Then  all  the  chofen  feed 

Shall  meet  amand  the  throne, 
ShaH.ble^  the  conduft  of  his  grace, 
And  make  hi*p-:3W'oiiders  known. 


B,  1,  SPIRITUAL     SONGS.       ^  337 

To  our  Redeemer  God 

Wifdom  and  pov/'r  belongs. 
Immortal  crowns  of  majeily, 

And  everlafling  Tongs. 

I^pnm  Lil.    Long  Metre. 

Baptijm.    Matth.     xxA'iil,    59.    ABs  ii.  38, 

^''j"^  WAS  the  commiffion  of  our  Lord, 

X     Go  ttack  thi  vaiions.  and  baptife^ 
The  nations  have  receiv'd  the  word 
Since  he  afcended  to  the  ikies, 

.2   He  lits  upon  th'  eternal  hills, 

With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands, 
And  lends  his  cov'nant.  with  the  feals. 
To  blefs  the  diilant  Chriftian  lands. 

3   Repent  and  he  baptiz'd,  he  f:zith, 
For  the  rcmifjicn  of  yovr  fms  j 
And  thus  our  ienfe  ariVfts  our  faith. 
And  fhews  us  what  his  gofpel  meani 
Our  fouls  he  wsfnes  in  his    blood, 
As  water  makes  the  body  clean  : 
And  the  good  Spirit  from  our  God, 
Defcends  like  purifying  rain. 

15  Thus  we  engage  ourfelves  to  thee, 
A.nd  feal  our  cov'nant  with  the  Lord  j 
O  may  the  great  eternal  three 
in  hcav'n  our  folcmn vov/s  record! 

'       i^Xmn  LIII.      Long  Metre. 

Thi  koly  jcripturzs.     Keb.  i.  i>      2  Tim.  iii,  15, 
i6.     Ffa.  cxlvii.  I'Q,  2b. 

,  who  in  various  methods  told 
s  mind  and  will  lo  faints  of  old. 


GOD 
Hi 


33^  HYMNS     AND  B. 

Sent  his  own  Son.  with  tiuth  and  grace. 
To  teach  us  in  tliefe  latter  days. 

2.  Our  nation  reads  the  written  word, 
That  b'Gok  of  life,  that  fure  record  ; 
The  bright  inheritance  of  hcav'n, 
Is  by  the  fweet  conveyance  giv'n, 

3   God's  kindeft  thoughts  are  here  exprefi'd 
Able  to  make  us  wife  and  blefs'd  ; 
The  doftrines  are  divmelY  true, 
Fit  for  reproof  and  comfort  too. 

6  Yc  people  all  who  read  his  love 
In  long  epiftles  from  above, 
(He  hath  not  tent  his  facred  word 
To  ev'ry  Und)  prSife  ye  the  Lord, 

i^gnm  LIV.    Long  Metre. 

Lkcl'tn^  gi'fXi  :    or,    Sainhs   beloved  in     Chr 
Eph.  i,  3,  &c. 

1  TESUS,  we  blefs  thy  Father's  name  ; 
J    Thy  God  and  ours  are  both  the  fame  ; 

What  heav'n'y  blellings  from  his  throne 
Flow  down  to  fmr.ers  through  his  Sos  1 

2  Chrift  bzmy  Jirfi  elect,  he  fnid. 
Then  chole  our  fduls  in  Chrijl  our  hea 
Before  he  g?.ve  the  mountains  birth. 
Or  hid  foundations  for  the  earth. 

3  Thus  did  eternal  love  begin 
To  raifs  us  up  from  death  and  fm  ; 
Our  charafters  were  then  decreed  ; 

^^Blamkfs  in  love,  a  fidy  feed, 

4  Predeftinated  to  be  fons, 
Bornby  degrees,  but  chofi  at  once  ; 
A  new  regenerated  race, 
To  praife  the  glory  of  his  g^'^^^-  ,. 

■j 


B;  I.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  339 

With  Ckrijl  our  Lord,  we  fhare  a  part 
Intbe  sffettioas  of  his  heart  ; 
Nor  (hall  our  fculs  l>c  thence  remov'dj 
'Till  he  forgets  his  firftbsiov'd. 


i^gran 


LV.    Common  Metre. 


'Hczekiah's   fong  :     c;\    Jichitjs    and    recoviry^ 

Ifa.  xxxviii.  9,  &c. 
jT  X  THEN  we  are  r?isd  from  deep  diftrefSj 
V  V       Our  God  d£ ferves  a  fong  ; ' 
We  take  the  pattern  of  our  praif? 
From  HdzckicJis  tongue. 
2.  The -gates  of  the  devouring  graVe 
Are  open'dvvide  and, vain, 
If  he  that  holds  th«  keys  of  death 
Commands  them  fail  again, 
3  Pains  of  the  fleih  are  wont  t'abufe 
Our  minds  with  fldvifl^  fears  ; 
Our  days  arc  paft,  and  wejhall  lofc 
The  remnant  of  our  years. 
^  We  chatter  with  a  fwariow's  voice, 
Orlikea  dove  we  mourn, 
Wit^a  bitternefs.  inilead  of  joys, 
Aitlicled  and  forlorn. 

5  Jehovdh  fpeaksthe  healing  wordj 

And  no  difeafe  withflands  : 
Fevers  andplagu'ss  obey  the   Lord, 
And  fiy  at  his  commands. 

6  If  half  the  firings  of  life  Hiouid  break. 


W 


He  can  our  frame  reftore, 
He.  cads  our  hns  behind  his  back, 
Ar\d  they  areTouncl  no  more,,. 


340  HYMNS    and  B.  I. 

l>pmH    LVI.      Common  Metre 

The  Song  of  Mofcs   and  tht  Lam^  \    or,  Babylon 
Jailing.  Reuc^  xvi.  ^,  and  xvi,  19.  a7id  xvii.  6. 

jT  X  TE  Hng  tb'"  glowes  of  thy  love, 
V  V     We  fo-urid  thy  dreadful  n?iiie  ; 
The  Chiiftian  church  unites  the  fong 

Of  Mofr.s  and  the  Lamb. 
2  Great  God,  lio-vv  wond'rous  are  thy  v/orks; 

Of  vengeance  andof  grace  ! 
Thou  King  of  faints,  Almighty   Lor^, 

How  juitand  true  thy  ways  ! 
Who  darts  refufe  to  fear  thy  name. 

Or  worihipat  thy  ihrone  ! 
Thy  judgments  fpeak  thy  holinefs 

Through  all  the  nations  knovrn. 
Great  Babylon  that  rules  tbe  earth, 

Drunk  with  the  martyrs  blood. 
Her  crimes  fhail  fpeedily  awake, 

The  fury  of  oui   God. 
5  The  cup  of  wrath  is  ready  mix'd, 
And  fhe  mufl.  drink  the  dregs  ; 
Strong  is  the  Lord,  her  fov 'reign  judge, 

And  fhall  ful^l  the  plagues. 

i^pmil  LyiL     Commoa  Metre. 

&ri^inal   [in  ;     or-,  the:  Jirfl  andfccond    Adam„ 
Rom,  y.  i2,  &c.     Pfal.  li..  5,.  Jok  xiv.  4. 

i"pACK\VA§.D  with   humble  fhame   we 

On  our  oiiginal  : 
How  is  our  nature  dafb'd  and,  broke 
in  ouriirll  fctther's  f;il]  ! 


9  To  all  that's  good,  averfe  and  blind. 

Bat  prone  to  all  that's  ill  ; 
W'hat  dreadful  darknefs  veils  our  irJnd  T 

Howobrimate  our  will  I 

3  Concciv'd  in  nn.  (O  wretched  flate) 

Before  we  draw  our  breath, 
The  firfl  young  pulfe  begins  to  beat 
Iniquity  and  death, 

4  How  ilrong  in    our  degenerate  blood 

The  old  corruption  reigns. 
And  mingling  v/ith  the  crooked  flood. 
Wanders  thfoyigh  all  our  veins  ! 

5  {]  Wild  and  unwholefome  as  the  root 

Will  all  the  branches  be  ; 
How  can  we  hope  for  living,  fruit 
From  fuch  a  deadly  tree  ? 

6  What  mortal  pow'r  from  things  unclean 

Can  pure  productions  bring  ? 
"Who  can  command  a  vital  ftreani 
From  an  infefted  fpring  ?  ] 

7  Yet,  m-ighty  God,  thy  wondrous  love 

Can  make  our  nature  clean, 
While  Chrift  and  grace  prevail  above 
The  tempter,  death  and  nn. 
S  The  fecond  Adam  ILail  reftore 
The   ruins  of  the  firft  ; 
Hofanna  io  that  fov'reign  pow'r 
That  new  creates  our  dull  ! 

J^pinil    LVIIL     Long  Metre. 

The  devil  vanquijlied  ;   or.   Mickad's  zvar    zuith 
the  drago?!..     Rev.  xii.  -y. 

jiT    ET  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  fing 
i^i.  The  wars  of  he^v'ttj  when  Michael  flogd. 
E.  £    2. 


312  HYMNS  AN'D  3,  I, 

Chief  general  of  th'  eternal  King 
And  fought  the  battles  of  our  God, 
3  Againft  the  dragon  and  his  hoft 
The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail   ; 
In  vain  they  rage,  in  vain  they  boaft, 
Their  courage  finks,  their  weapons  fail, 

3  Down  to  ths  earth  was  Satan  thrown, 
Down  to  the  earth  his  le-gions  fell  ; 
Then  was-  the  trump  of  triumph  blown^ 
And  fliook  the  dreadfal  deeps  of  hell, 

4  Now  is  the  hour  of  darknefs  paft, 
Chrijl  has  alfum'd  his  reigning  pow'r  ; 
Behold  the  great  sccufer  cafl 

Down  from  the  fliies  to  rife  no  more, 

5  Twas  by  thy  blood,  immortal  Lamb, 
Thine  arm'ies  trod  the  tempter  down  : 
'Twas  by  thy  word  and  pow'rful  name 
They  gain'd  the  battle  and  renown. 

6  Rejoice  ye  heav'nsv  let  ev'ry  flar 
Shine  with  new  glories  round  the  fky : 
Saints,  while  you.  fmg  the  heav'nly  war, 
Raife  your  dellv'^rer's  name  on  high. 

f^^mn    LIX.      Long  Metre. 

Bdhy Ion  fallen,     P^ev.  xviii,   20j  21:^ 

J   TN   Gfl^ric/'s  hand  a  mighty  ftone 
X   Lies,  9  fair  type  of  Babylcn  ; 
Prophets  r(joice,  and  all  )t  faint j^ 
Godfiall  avenge  yo-ur  long  coviplaintT^ 

1   Pie  faid,  and  dreadful  as  he  ftood, 
lie  funk  the  millftone  in  the  flood  : 
■'Alii  firrihly  flidl    Babel  fall- 


E..I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  343 

f^'^nm  I-X.     Long  Metre, 

The  promifed  Mciliah  bern,     Luke  i.  46.  &c, 
J   ^^^UR  fouls  lliall  magnify  the  Lord, 
V^   In  God  the  Saviour  we  rejoice  ^ 
While  wc  repeat  the  virgin's  fcug,      . 
May  the  fame  Spirit  tune  your  voice. 

2  [The  higheft  (aw  her  low  eilate 

And  mighty  things  his  hand  has  done  5 
His  over-fhadowing  pow'r  and  grace 
Makes  her  the  mother  of  his  Son. 

3  Let  ev'ry  nation  call  her.blefs'd,. 
And  endlefs  year-s  prolongs  her  fame  ; 
But  God  alone  muft  be  ador'd  : 
Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name.] 

4  To  thofe  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lord^. 
His  mercy  fbands  forever  fare  ; 
From  age  to  age  his  promif^.  lives  \ 
And  the  performance  is  fecure. 

5  He  fpake  to  Abra'yn  and  hiifecd^ 
hitkti  Jhall  all  (he  earth  ht  bUJs'd  : 
The  racim'ry  of  that  ancient  word 
Lay  iongin  his  eternal  breaft, 

6  But  now  rlo  more  fhail  Ifradv^ii, 
No  more  the  Gentiles  lie  forlorn  ; 
Lo,  the  defire  of  nations  cdities  ; 
Behold  the  promis'd  feed  is  born  I 

J^pmn    LXL     Long     Metre. 
Chrifi  coming   to  Judgment,     Rev.   i,    5,    6,   7. 
i    'VTOW  to  the    Lord  who  makes  us  know 

X\   The  wojnders  of  his  dying  love, 

Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 

And  drains  of  nobler  praife  above. 
a  'Twas  he  that  cleans'd  our  foulefh,  fms, 

And  wafh'diis  in  his  richefl  blood  i 


544  I^IYMNS    AKii  •JB*^; 

*Tis  he  who  makes  us  priefls  and.  kings, 
And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God, 
3 '"To  jl/us  our  atofieing  i'rieft, 
lo  y^'^Jtis  oiir  fuperiour  King, 
Be     everlafting  pow'r  confeft. 
And  ev/ry  tongue  his  glory  ^XAg, 

4  Behold  on  fiving  clouds  he  comes, 
And  ev'ry  eye  fiiall  fee  him  move  ; 
Though  \vith  our  fins  we  pierc'd  him-^''d5tc'e'i^ 
Now  he  difplayshis  pardning  love. 

5  The  unbelieving  world  iliall  wail, 
While  we  rejoice  to  fee  the  day  : 

Come  Lord  nor  let  thy  promife   fail. 
Nor  let  thy  chariots  long  delay. 

|)pmn  tXn.,   Common   Metre. 

Chriji  jfcfiis  tht   Lamb  of  God  worfnippcd  by  alt 
the  Creation-.  Rev.  v.  1 1,  i  2.  13.  .  .  ., 

V   /"^OME  let  us  join  our  cheerful  longs  ,       i 
\^    With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thouiand  thoufand  are  theiv  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dy'd,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted' thus,: 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  he  was  flain  for  us. 

3  J^f^^  ^^  worthy  to  receive  "> 

Honour  and  pow'r  divine  ; 
Andbleffings  more  than  we  cari  givCj. 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  who  dwell  above  the  iky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  feas, 
Confpire  to  raife  thy  glories  high. 
And  fpeak  thine  endlefs  praife, 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  blifs  the  facred  name 


L  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  345 

Of  iiim-  th-at  fits  upon  the  throne^ 
And  to  adore  the  Lanib» 


fin    LXIII.     Long   Metreo 

"■liyijVs  Jiuniiliation  and  exalt atiim.  Rei^n   v.    i«. 
Hx\T  equal  honours  fnali    we  bring, 


w 


When    all  the  notes  that  ang;els  nng-, 
Are  far  Infcnour  to  thy  r:aine  r 
£  Worthy  is  he  that  once  wr.s  (lain, 
The  prince  or  life  that  groand  and  dy'd 
AVor-hy  to  rife  and  live  and  reign. 
At  his  ahiiighty  Father's  fide. 

3  Pow'r  and  dominion  are  his  due^ 
Who  ftood  condcmn'd  at  Pilate's  bar, 
Wifctom  belongs  to  J^fas  too, 

Tito'  he  was  charg'd  \v:th  madnefs  there* 

4  All  riches  are  his  native  ri^L^ht, 
Yet  he  fudiin'd  amazing  Ids; 
To  him  afcribe  eternal  might 
Who  left  his  w&aknefs  on  the  crofs. 

c  Honour  immortal  muft  be  paid. 
Inftesd  of  fcandel  and  cf  fcorn  ; 
While  g^ory  fhlnes  around  his  head. 
And  a  bright   crown  without  a  thorn> 

6  BlefTings  forever  on  the  Lamb. 

Who  bore  the  curfe  01  wretched  men  i 
Let  angels  found  his  f?cred  name, 
And  ev'ry  creature  fey,  Amen. 

J^gVim  LXIV.     Short.  Metre. 

Adoption.     I    John  iii..    1.    &c.     Gal.    vi, 
1    "O-EHOLD  what  wond'rcus  grace^ 

Xj  The  Father  has  beitow'd 

Qn  finners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  foas  o.f  God. 


Sio  HYMNS     AN»  B.  I. 

2  'Tis  no  fuTprifmg  t^.^ng 

That  we  fnould  be  unknown  : 
The   jczoiJJi  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlafting  Son. 

3  Ivor  doth  it  yet  appear 

Hovv  great  we  mufl  be  made  ; 
But  v/ben  we  fee  our  Saviour  here, 
We  fiiali  be  like  our  Head. 

4  A  hope  io  much  divine^ 
May  trials  well  endure, 

May    purge    our    fouls  from    fenfe  and  fui. 
As  Chrijt  ih&  Lord  is  pure. 

5  If  in    my  father's  love 
I  fhare  aHlial  part. 

Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove, 
To  refl  upon  my  heart. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  flaves  beneath  the  throne  3 
©ur  faith  flr:di  Abba  Father  cry, 
And  tliou  the  kindred  own. 

Ippnm'   LXV.     Long    Metre. 

The  any  of  J-udgvunt -Rev.  xi.  15. 

i    T     ET  the  fev'nth  angel  found"  oh  high, 
X-J  Lei  (houtsbe.  i.carci  through  ail  the  fKy! 
King6  of  tlie  earth -witii  one  accord, 
Give  up  you^r  kingdoms  to  the  Lord, 

2  Alm.ighty"Gcdj  ihy  pow't.alfume. 
Who  waft,  and  art.  and  art  to  come  ; 
yffiis  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  liain,    , 
1^'or  evcrlive,  for  ^ver  reign. 

3  The  angry,  nations. fret  and  roar, 
That  they  can  flay  the  faints  no  more  i 

,  On  wings  of  vengeance  fiies  our  Gpd.  • 
To  pay  the  long  arrears  of  blood. 

4  Now  mull  trie  rifing  dead  appear  ; 
Now  thcdecihvc  fentence  hear  ; 


B.  1.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  337 

Now  the  dear  Martyrs  of  t.he  Lord 
Receive  an  inHnite  rev/ard. 

.'l^^nm  LXIV.  ■   Long    Metre. 
Chrijl  iht  I'^-ing  at  his  table.     Solomon's  Song. 

1,  2,  3,  4,5,     12,  13    17. 
1    T    E  r  him  embrace  my  ioul  and  prove 

A_J  Mine  int'reil  in  his  heav'nly  love  ; 

The  voice  that  tells  me Thoii  art  minc-- 

Exceeds  the  bielTings  of  the  vine. 
V.  On  thee  th'  anointnig  Spirit  came, 

And  fpreads  the  iaviour  of  thy  name    ; 

That  oil  of  g'ladnefs  an«d  oT  grace, 

Dravv'S  virgin  fouls  tc?  meet  thy  face. 

J?fiis.  allure  me  by  thy  chaims, 


arms 


;  s 


~"Mv  foul  ilnil  fly  into  thine 

Oar  wand 'ring  feet  thy  favours  bring 
To  the  fair  chambers  of  the  King.    • 

4  [  Wonder  and  plg.afure  tune  our  VoicCj 
To  fpeak  thy  praiTes  and  our  joyS  : 
Our  mem'ry  keeps  this  love  of  thine 
Beyonil  the  tafte  of  richefc  ^vine.  J 

5  Though  in   ouvfelves  dzform'd  we  are, 
And  black"as  Kzdar'?,  ients  appear. 
Yet  whenXve  pat  thy  beauties  on. 
F?ir  as  the  courts  or  Solomon. 

6  [  While  at  his  table  lits  the  King,. 
He  ipves  to  fee  us  fmile  ana  iing  ; 
Our  graces  are  our  beft  perfume 

And  breathe  like  M^ikenpird  round  the  room. 
*]   As  myrrh  nev/ bleeding  from  the  tree, 

Such  is  a  dying  Chriib  to  me  ; 

And  while  he  makers  my  foul  his  guell. 

My  bofom  Lord  fnali  be  thy  reft; 
8   [^  No  beam;  of  cedar  or  of  fir, 

Can  with  thy  couits  on.  earth  compare  : 


g48  H^  M  NS     AND  B.  U 

And  hjpre  we  wait  until  thy  love 
Raifc  us  to  nobler  ieats  above.  ] 

i!)pmn  LXVII,      Long    Metre. 

Seeking  tlu  pajlure's    of   Chrilt     the  fiephfrd. 
Solomon's    fongs    i.  7. 

1  ^TP^HOU,  whom  my  foul  admires  above 

X     All  earthly  joy  and  earthly  love, 
Tell  me  dear  Shepherd  let  us  know 
Where  doth  t'hv  fweeteH:  pafluresgrow  ? 

2  Wlierc  is  the  Ihadow  of  that  rock, 
Which  from  the  fun  defends  thy  flock  ? 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  fhcep. 
Among  them  reft  among  them  ileep. 

3  Why  fnould  thy  biide  appearlike  one 
Who  turns  afide  to  paths  unknown  ? 
My  confta;nt  feet  would  never  rove, 
Would  never  fei^k  another  \o\'^-, 

4  [The  footfteps    of  thy  flock  I  fee  ; 
Thy  fweeteil  paftures  here  they  be  ; 
A  v/ondrcus  fcaft  thy  love  prepares. 
Bought  v/ith  thy    wound?,  and  grrans,    and 

5  This  deereft  fteOi  he  makes  my  food  [  tears. 
And  bids  me  drink  his  richeft  bleed  ; 
Here  to  thefe  hills  my  foul  will  come, 
'Till  my  beloved  lead  me  home.  ] 

^Pmu  LXVnf.     Long  Metre. 

The.  Banquet    of  Love.     Solomon  s  Song  iu 
I,  2,  3.  4,  5,  6.  7. 

1  pEHOLD   the  Ro(zoi  Sharon  here, 
T  y  The  Lilly  which  the  valiies  bear  ; 
Behold  the  Tree  of  Life  that  gives 
Refrelhing  fruit  and  healing  leaves, 

2  Amcr.g  th-:t  thorns  (:^  lilies  iliine: 
Among  wildgouLds  the  noble  vine  ; 


3,h  SPIRITUAL  SOMCS.  -|4^ 

$o  in  mine  eyes  my  Saviour  |>roveS^ 
Amidft  a  thoufand  meaner  loves. 

3  Beneath  his  cooling  fliade  1  fat, 

To  fhield  me- from  the  burning  heat » 
Of  heav'nly  fruit  he  fpreads  a  feaft, 
To  feed  my  eyes  and  pleafe  my  tafte. 

4  [Kindly  he  brought  me  to  the  place 
Where  Hands  the  banquet  of  his  grace  ;$ 
He  faw  me  faint  and  o'er  my  head 
The  banner  of  his  iove  he  fpread* 

5  With  living  bread  and  gen'rous  wine, 
He  cheers  this  finking  heart  of  mine; 
And  op'ning  his  own  heart  to  me. 

He  fhows  his  thoughts  how  kind  they  be,j 

6  O  never  let  my  Lord  depart, 

Lie  d«wn  and  reft  upon  my  heart  ; 
I  charge  my  fms  not  once  to  moytf. 
Nor  ftir,  nor  wake,  nor  grieve  my  love, 

©pmn  LXIX.      Long   Metre. 

Chrijl  appearing  t&   his  church,   an^  feeking  k(f 

Company.  Solomon' sSo.fig  ii.  8,9,  10,  11,  12,  ig"* 

1  'nr'HE  voice  of  my  beloved  founds 

jl     Over  the  rocks  and  rifing  grounds;  . 
O'er  hills  of  guilt  and  feas  of  grief, 
He  leaps,  he  flies  to  my  relief. 

2  Now  through  the  veil  of  flefh  I  fee 
With  eyes  of  love  he  looks  at  me  : 
Now  in  the  gofpel's  cleared  glafs 
He  fhows  the  beauties  of  his  face, 

3  Gently  he  draws  my  heart  along, 
Both  with  his  beauties  and  his  tongue  ; 
"  Rife,  fait'h  my  Lord  make  hnfte    away^^ 
''  No  mortal  joys  are  worth  thv  ftav, 

F  * 


S50^  H  Y  M  N  S    AXD  B.  i 

4  "  The  Jtroijh  wint'ry  ftate  is  gone, 

**  The  mifts  ars  fled,  the   Spring  comes  on 
"  The  facred  turtle  dove  we  hear 
*'  Proclaim  the  new  the  joyful  year. 

^  *Th'  immortal  vine  of  heav'niy  root 
Bloffoms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruit  ; 
Lo,  we  are  some  to  tafte  the  wine  ; 
Our  fouls  rejoice  and  bfefs  the  Vine,  ' 

6  And  when  we  hear  our  JtJurS  fay, 
Rife  up  my  love,  make  hafte  away  ! 
Our  hearts  would  fain  out  fly  the  wind, 
And  leave  all  earthly  love  behind. 

i^l>mn  LXX   Long   Metre. 

Qhrijl  inviting,   and  the  church    anfzotring    tht 
invitation,    <Solomon\  Song^  ii,  14,  16,  17. 

1  Y  T  ARK  !   the  Redeemer  from  on  high 
Xa.  Sweetly  invit'-*s  his  fav'rite5  nigh  ; 
From  caves  of  darknefe  and  of  doubt, 
He  gently  fpcaks  al!d  calls  us  out. 

2  Mv  dove  who  hide tl  in  the  rock. 
Thine  heart  almofi:  with  forrow  broke, 
Life  up  thy  face,  forge i  fny  fear 

And  let  thy  voice  dehght  mine  ear. 
^  Thy  voice  tome  founds  ever  fveet  ; 

My  graces  in  thy  count'nance  meet  ; 

Though  the  vain  world  thy  face  difpife, 

' Tis  bi"ight  and  comely  in  mine  eyes. 
4   Dear  Lord,  our  th^inkful  heart  receives 

The  hope  thy  invitation  ?yives  ; 

To  thee  our  joyful  lips  fhall  raife 

The- voice  of  Prayer  and  that  of  praife. 
A   I  am  my  Jove*s  and  he  is  mine  ; 

Our  bptarts.  our  hopes,  our  pafTions  join  ; 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  35:1 

Nor  let  a  motion  nor  a  word. 

Nor  thought  arife  to  grieve  my  Lord,  .^ 

6  My  foul  to  pailures  fair  he  It^ads, 
Amongll  the  lilies  where  he  feeds  ; 
Amongft  the  faints.  (  whofe  robes  are  white 
WalVd  in  his  blood  )  is  his  elelight. 

7-  'Tiii  the  day  break,  and  fhadows  flee, 
'Till  the  fweet  dawning  light  I  fee. 
Thine  eyes  to  me  ward  often  turn. 
Nor  let  iny  foul  in  darknefs  mourn^ 

8  Be  like  a  heart  in  mountains  green. 
Leap  o'er  the  hills  of  fear  and  fm  ; 
Nor  guilt,  nor  unbelief  devide 
My  love,  rny  Saviour  from  my  hdc,  j 

^VXtin     LXXL   Long  Metre. 

ChxiH  found  in  ike  Jlrett.  a  fid    brought  inic    tf'^ 
church.     Solomon's  Soit£.  iii    1-— 5: 

1    l^FTEN-  I  feek  ni5^  Lord  by    night, 
V--/   J^j^^-.  ^y  iove  my  fouls  delight   ; 
With  \v?-rm  dehre  snd  reftlefs  thought 
I  feek  him  oft»  but  find  him  not. 

2  Then  I  arife  and  iearch  the  ftreet, 
'Till  1  m.y  Lord  and  Saviour  meet  % 
I  ark  the  watchmen  of  the  nigTit. 
«'   Where  did  you  fee  my  fouis  delight  ?" 

3.  Sometimes  i  find  him  in  niy  way, 
Direfted  by  an  heav'nly  ray    - 
1  leap  for  joy  to  fee  his  face. 
And  hold  him  faft  in  my  embrace. 

4  [I  bring  him  to  my  m^other's  home, 
(_  Nor  does  my  Lord  refufe  to  come  ) 
To  Zion's  facrcd  chambers  where 
My  foul  firft  drew  the  vital  air.  - 

^  He  gives  me  there  his  bleeding:  '^<^Vt, 
Pierc'd  for  r^y  fake  with  ^j*n«iiy  Imait 


^52  HYMNS    ANB  B.  I^ 

I  gtv«  my  foul  to  hiai,  and  there 
Our  lov£S  there  mutual  token  fhare.  j 
-6.  1  charge  you  a\l  ye  earthly  toys  ; 
Approach  not  to  difturb  my  joys  ; 
Nor  (in,  nor  hell,  come  near  my  hearty 
To  caufe  my  Saviour  to  depart, 


^pmn 


LXXII,     Long  Metre, 


Thi  coronation  of  Chrifi^  and  tfpoufals  oj  th^ 
church.     Solomon's  Song,    iii,  2,  3. 


D 


The  crown  of  honour  and  of  gold, 
Which  the  glad  church  with  joys  unknown 
Plac'd  on  the  head  of  Solomon, 

a  Jtfv.s^  thou  everlafting  King, 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring  ; 
Accept  the  well  deferv'd  renown, 
And  wear  thy  praifes  as  thy  crown. 

^•Letev'ry  aft  of  worftiip  be, 
Like  our  efpoufals,  Lord-,  to  thee  » 
Like  the  dear  hour  which  from  above 
We  fir/l  receiv'd  thy  pledge  of  love, 

4  The  gladnefs  of  that  happy  day  | 
Our  hearts  would  wifh  it  long  to  ftay  5 
Nor  let  our  faith  forfake  its  hold, 
Nor  comfort  fink  nor  love  grow  cold, 
iO  !  let  each  minute  as  it  flies, 
Increafe  thy  praife,  improve  our  joys, 
'Till  we  are  rais'd  to  fing  thy  name 
At  the  great  fupper  of  the  Lamb, 
O  that  the  months  would  roll  away, 
And  bring  that  corronation  day  .' 
The  King  of  grace  fhall  fill  the  throne^ 
"Wuh  ftll  his  Father's  glories  on. 


^  Iv  SPWITOAL  S&KUs:         35^ 

^p'mn     LXXI II.      LoBg  M^tre. 

The  church's  beauty  in  the  eyes  ^CKrifb.     Soio' 
mon's  Sojig  iv.  i,  lo,    ii,  7.  9,  8. 

1-  T/'  IND  is  the  fpeech  of  Chriit  our  lx>rd^ 
a\-- Affe£lioa  founds  in  e.v'ry  word 
**  Lo,  thou  art  fair,  my  love,  he  cries» 
Not  the  young  doves  have  fweeter  qyes. 

2   [  Sweet  are  thy  lip-S  thy  pleahng  voice 
.   Salutes  my  ear  with  fecret  joys. 
No  ipice   10  mueh  delights  the  fmell, 
N<^  milk,  nor  honey  tafte  fo  well.] 

■3  -Thou  art  all  fair  my  bride  to  me  •, 
I  will  behold  no  fpot  in  thee  ;" 
What  mighty  wonders  love  performs, 
And  puts  a  comelinefs  on  v/orms  I 

4  .Defii'd  and  loathidms  as  we  arc. 

He  makes  us  white,  and  calls  us  fair  ] 
Adorns  us  with  that  heav'nly  drefs, 
His  graces  and  his  righteoufnefs. 

5  My  iifi;er  and  my  fpoule,  he  cries. 
Bound  to  my  heart  by  various  ties, 
Thy  pow'rful  love  my  heart  retains 
In  ftrong  delight  and  pleafmg  chains," 

6  He  calls  me  from  the  ieo^pard's  den; 
From  this  wild  M'orld  of  beafls  and   man; 
To  Zion  where  his  glories  are  ; 

Not   L-tbanon  is  half  fo  fair. 

7  'Nor  dens  of  prey,  nor  fiow'ry  plains. 

Nor  earthly  joys,  nor  ear4;hly  pain?. 
Shall  hold  m^y  feet,  or  force  my  ftay^ 
When  Chrift  invites  my  foul  away. 


554  -  'H  V  M  N  S    an»  B.  f. 

i5)gmn    LXXIV.      Long  Metre. 

The   church  the    Garden  of  Chrifl.     Solom&n^s 
Song  i\\    12,  13,    15,  and   v,    i. 

t  T  71  T^E  2^6  a  garden  wall'd  around  : 

V  V     Chofen  and  made  peculiar  ground  ; 
A  little  fpot  incl'ss'd  by  grace, 
Oat  of  this  world's  wiae.  wildernefs, 

2  Like  trees  of  myrrh  and  fpice  we  ftand, 
Planted  by  God  the  father's  hand  ; 
And  all  his  fpnngs  in  Zion  flow, 

To  make  the  young  plantation  grow, 

3  Awake,  O  heav'nly  wind  and  come, 
Blow  on  this  garden  of  perfume  ; 
Spirit  divine,  defcend  and  breathe 
A  gracious  gale  on  plants  beneath, 

4  Make  the  beft  fpices  flow  abroad, 
Xo  entertain  our  Saviour  God  : 
And  faith  and  love  and  joy  appear,. 
And  ev'ry  grace  beaftivv^.  here. 

5  [  Let  my  beloved  come  and  talle 

His  pleafant  fruits  at  his   own  feaft  :-»— • 
/  com^  viyfpoiife,  T  come,  he  cries 
With  love  and  pleafure  in  his  eyes.. 

6  Our  Lord  into  his  garden  comes, 

Well  pleas'd  to  fmell  our  fweet  perfumes, 
And  calls  us  to  a  feaft  dtvine. 
Sweeter  than  honey,  milk  or  wine. 

♦7  Eat  of  the  tree  of  lije  my- friends  ; 
The  blejings  w  hich  my  father  fen^s  ; 
Your  tajie  fh%ll  alt  my  dainties  prove, 
And  drink  abundance  of  my  love, 

8  Jefus  we  will  frequent  thy  board, 
And  fmg  the  bounties  of  our    Lord  : 
But  the  rich  food  on  which  we  live, 
Demands  morcpraife  than  tongues  can  give.] 


M.t.  SPIRITUAL  SONCS.  355 

||)5mn  LXXV,     Long  M^tre. 

A  difcrtpiion  ef  Chrift   the   beloved, .   Sobvion^.s 

Song,  V,  9 — 16. 
1    'TT'HE  wond'ring  world  inquire's  to  know 
X     Why  1  Siouid  love  my  Jefus  {o  i 

**  What  are  hischarmSy  fay  ihey,  above 

The  objects   of  a  mortal  love  ?" 
a  Yes,  my  beloved  to  my  Tight 

Shews  a  fweet  mixture  red  and  white. 

All  human  beauties,  all  divine, 

In  my  beloved  meet  and  fhine, 

3  White  is  his  foul,  from  blemiih  free  ; 
Red  with  the  blood  he  fhed  fer  me  ; 
The  f aire  ft  of  ten  thoufand  fairs  ; 

A  fun  among  ten    thoufand  flars. 

4  [His  head  the  fineft  gold  excels  ; 
There  wifdom  in  perfeftion  dwells, 
And  glory  like  a  crown  adorns 
Thofe  temples  once  bcfet  with  thorns. 

5  Companions  in  his  heart  are  found, 
Clofe  by  the  fignal  of  his  wound  : 
His  facred  fide  no   more  (hall  bear 
The  cruel  fcourge,  the  piercing  fpear.J 
6    [His  hands  are  fairer  to  behold 
Than  diamonds  fet  in  rings  of  gold  ; 
Thofe  heaV'nly  hands,  which  on  the  tree 
Were  nail'd  ajnd  torn    and  hied  for  me, 

7  Tho'  once  he  bow'd  his  feeble  knees 
Loaded  with  iins  and  agonies, 
Now  on  a  throne  of  his  command 
His  legs  like  marble  pillars  ftand.J 

8- [His  eyes  are  majefty  and  love — 
The  eagle  temperM  with  the  dove  : 
No  mors  fhall  trickling  forrows  roll 
Thro*^  the  4ear  window's  of  his  foul. 


35^  HYMNS  AKo  ,B.:f. 

9  His  mouth  that  pour'dout  longcomDlaiats, 
Now  fmile^  and  cheers  his  fainuug  faints  ;,  ■ 
His  countenance  more  giacefui  is 

Than  LthaJion  with  all  its  freess, 

10  All  over  glorious  is    rr.y  Lord, 
MuR  be  beiov'd.  ar^d  yet  ador'd  ; 
His  worth  if  al>  the  ni.'tior.s  knew, 

Sure  the  wriole  earth  would  love    him-  too* 

l!)J>mn  hXXVl.     Long  Metre 

Chrili;    du^ilU   in   heaven    but -vi jits     on    earth. 

Salomon's  Song,  vi.   1,2.  3,    12. 

1  "TXTHEN  ftrar^gers  {lijndandhear  me  te  !l 

\  V     What  beauties  ill  my  Saviour  dwell  ; 
Vv'^here  is  he  gone  they  fain  would  know, 
That  they  might  ieek  and  love  him  too. 

2  My  bed  beloved  keeps  his  throne 

On  hilij;  of  light,  in  worlds  unknown  j 
But  he  defcends  and  fl^.ows  his  face 
In  the  young  gardens  of  his  grace, 

3  [In  vineyards  plantejjjby  his  hand, 
Where  fruitful  trees  in  order  ftand  i 
He  feeds  among  tke  fpicy  beds, 
Vv'here  lilies  fliow  their  fpotlefs  heads, 

4  -He  has  engrofs'd  my  warmeft  love,  . 
No  earthly  chaifms  my  fcul  can  move  : 
I  have  a  raanfi'jn  m  his  heart, 

Nor  death,  nor  hei).  fhall  make  us  part,]. 

5  He  takes  my  foul  ere  I'm  aware, 
And  fnews  me  v»^here  his  glories  are ; 
No  chariot  of  Aminidab 

I'he  heavn'lv  rapture  can  defcribe, 

6  O  may  rny  fpirit  daily  rife 

On  wings  of  faith  above  the  fkies, 
^Tili  death  ftiall  make  my  laft  remove, 
To  dwell  forever  wUlvmy  love. 


B,  I.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS.         "357 

^pmn  LXXVII.      Long  Metre. 

Tfit  Cove,   of  Chrift   te   the.   ckstrch,     Sd^&mon^S 
S^ngy   vi!»   5,    6,  9.  12,   13. 

1   "^TOW  in  the  gall'ries  of  his  grace, 
X^    Appears  the  King,  and  thus  he  fays, 
HotoJ&ir  my  faints  are  in  ir.yi  fight  / 
My  love  kdtt)  p  leaf  ant  for  delight  f 

t  Kind  is  thy  language  fov 'reign   Lord, 
There's  heav'nly  grace  in  ev'ry  word  ; 
From  that   dear  mouth  a  itream  divine 
Flows  Tweeter  than  the  choiceft  wine, 

3  Such  wond'rous  love  awakes  the  iip 
Of  faints  that  were  almoftarteep, 
To  fpeak  the  praifesof  thy  name^ 
And  make  our  cold  affections  fl^me* 

4  Thefe  are  the  joys  he  lets  us  know 
In  fields  and  viUages  below  : 
Gives  us  a  reHfhfor  his  love, 
But  keeps  his  noble  ft  .feaft  above, 

^5   In  paradife,  within  the  gates, 
An  higher  entertainment  waits  ; 
Fruits  new  and  old  laid  up  in  ftcre, 
Where  we  fhail  feed,  but  tkirft  no  more. 

E)|?mn    LXXVIII.     Long  Metre. 

Thefinngth  of  C\ivi9t'&  love  and  the  foul's  jealoiijy 
of  ktr  omn.  Solomon's  S&ng,  viii.  ^,  ,6,  7,  13,  14. 

1  T  X  THO  is  this  fair  one  in  diftrefs  ? 
^1/     That  travels  from  the  wildernefs  ? 
And  prefs'd  with  forrows  and  with  fms, 
On  her  beloved  Lord  ihe  leans. 

8  This  is  ths  fpoufe  of  Chrid  our  God, 
Bought  with  the  treafures  of  his  blood  : 
And  her  requeftand  her  comjJaintj 


258  HYMNS     and  B.  I, 

Is  but  the  voice  of  ev'ry  faint.] 

3  "  O  let  my  name  engraven  ^and, 
Both  on  thy  heart  and  on  thy  hand  ; 
Seal  me  upon  thine  arm,  and  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

4  Stronger  than  death  thy  love  is  known. 
Which  floods  of  wrath  could  never  drown  j 
And  hell  and  earth  in  vaui  combine 

To  (juench  a  fire  lo  much  divine. 

5  But  i  am  jealous  of  my  heart, 

Left  it  Ihould  once  from  thee  depart, 
Then  let  thy  name  be  well  amprcfad 
As  a  fair  lignct  on  my  bicaif. 

^  "Till  thou  haft  brought  me  to  thy  home, 
Where  fear^  and  doubts  can  never  vome^ 
Thy  count'nance  let  me  never  fee. 
And  often  thou  Ihait  hear  from  me. 

7   Come,  my  beloved  hafie  ?way, 
Cut  fhort  the  howrs  cf  thy  delay  ; 
Fly,  like  a  youthful  hart  or  roe, 
Over  the  hills  where  fp ices, grow." 

^pmn  I^XXlX.      Long   Metre. 

A^  Morning    Hymn.       PJalm   xiv.    5,  8.    ani 

ixxiii.   24,    25. 
a   ^^  OD  ef  the  morning,  at  whofe  voice 

\jj  The  cheerful  fun  makes  hade  to  rife. 

And  like  a  giant. doth  rejoice 

To  run  hi^  journey  through  the  fkies. 
2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  eaft, 

The  circuit  of  i^is  rc?ce  begins 

And  v;ithout  wearinefs  or  reft, 

Round  the  whole  earth  he  flies  and  fiiincs. 
Q,  Oh.  like  the  fun  may  I  fulfil 

Th'  apboin^ted  duties  of  the  day, 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  359 

With  ready  mind  and  adive  will 

March  on  and  keep  my  heav'nly  \vay»- 
4  [But  I  fhall  rove  and  lofe  the  raee, 

If  God  my  Son  fhould  difappear. 

And  leave  me  in  this  world's  wild  maze, 

To  follow  ev'ry  wand'ring  ftar.] 
§  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 

Enlight'ning  our  beclouded  eyes  ; 

Thy  threat'nings  juft.  thy  promifc  Cure, 

Thy  gofpel  makes  the  fimple  wife. 
6  Give  me  thy  counfel  for  my  guide, 

And  then  receive  me  to  thy  blifs  ; 

All  my  defires  and  hopes  befide. 

Are  faint  and  cold  compar'd  to  this. 

i^jmn  LXXX.      Long  Metre. 

An  Evening  Hymn.     P/alm  iv.  ^.  and  iii,   5,6. 
and  cxiiii.  8. 

1  ''  S/'HUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 

A.     Thus  far  his  pow'r  prolongs  my  days, 
And  ev'rv  ev'ning  fhall  make  known 
Some  freih  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  wafhcj 
And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  pad, 

He  gives  me  ilrength  for  days  to  come, 
g   I  lay  my  body  dotvn  to  fleep. 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 

While  well  apDointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  ft^.tions  round  my  bed, 
^   Li  vain  the  fons  of  earth  or  hell 

Tell  me  a  thoufand  frightful  things  ; 

My  God  in  fafety  makes  me  dwell 

Beneath  the  fhadow  of  hii;  v/ings. 
c  }.  Faiih  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear  ^ 

O  may  thy  prclcnce  ne'er  depart. 


S60  HYMNS    AND  B.  1. 

And  in  the  mornings  make  me"hcar 
The  love  and  kindnefs  of  the  hearts 
6  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  (hall  come, 
My  ftt:fh  Ihall  reft  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  roufe  my  tomb, 
With  fweet  falvation  in  the  found. j 

J^pmn  LXXXL     Long   Metre, 

A  SoH^  for  Morning  and  Evening,     Lara,  in. 

23.     Ifa.  xlv.  7. 
X    TV  yTY  God  how  endlcfs  is  thy  love  ! 

JEVJL  Thy  gifts  are  ev'ry  ev'ning  new  ; 

And  morning  mercies  from  above, 

Gently  diftil  like  earlv  dew. 

2  l^ou  f^readft  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  guardian  of  my  fleeping  hours  ; 
Thy  fov' reign  word  re  (lores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowfy  pow'rs. 

3  1  yield  my  pow'rs  to  thy  command, 
To  thee  I  confecrare  my  days  ; 
Perpetual  blefiTings  from  thine  hand 
Deman'd  perpetual  fongs  of  praife. 

!^pmn  LXXXII.     Long  Metre. 

God  far  above  creatures,     jfob  iv,  7,   si. 
J    O  HALL  the  vile  race  of  flefh  and  blood 

O   Contcr.d  .with  their  Creator,  God  ? 

Shall  mortal  worms  prefume  to  be 

More  holy,  wife,  or  juft,  than  he  ? 
3  Behold  he  puts  his  truft  in  none 

Of  all  the  Spirits  round  the  throne  ; 

Their  natures,  when  compard  with  his, 

Are  neither  hcly,  juft.nor  wife. 
3   But  how  much  meane-r  things  are  they 

Who  fpring  from  duft,  and  dwell  in  clay  ? 

Touch'd  by  the  finger  of  thy  wrath, 

We  faint  and'vanilh  like  the  moth. 


:B,  I.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS,  a^i 

4  From  night  to  <lay,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  -by  thoiafands  in  thy  fight  , 
Bury'd  in  dufl  whole  nations  lie, 
Like  a  forgotten  vanity, 

:g  Almighty  pow'r,  to  thee  we  bow  ; 
How  frail  are  we  !    how  glorious  thou  1 
No  more  the  fons  of  earth  fliall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare. 

I^pnm  LXXXm.     common  Metre. 

Ajjlidions  and  death  under  providence,    Job  V» 

6,  7.  8. 

2    IVT^^     from  the  duft  affliftion  grows^ 
>Lnl    Nor  troubles  rife  by  chance 
Yet  Aye  are  born  to  cares  and  woes  ; 
A  fad  inheritance  1 

2  As  fparks  break  out  from  burning  coals^ 

And  flili  are  upwards  borne 
So  grief  is  rooted  in  our  fouls 
Aad  man  grows  up  to  mourn. 

3  Yet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  caufe. 

And  trull  his  promis'd  grace  ;" 
He  rules  me  by  his  well  known  laws 
Of  love  and  righteoufncfs, 

4  Not  all  the  pains  that  e'er  I  bore 

Sball  rpoil  my  future  peac<^, 
For  death  and  hell  can  do  no  mors 
Th^ri  what  my  father  pleafe. 

JppmU    LXXXIV,      Common  Metre. 

Saluatioit,,  Ri^hteoufncfs  andfirtnglh  in  Chrijt, 

lia.  xlv.  21 ■ 25. 

JEHOVAH  fpeaks,  let  Ifrael  hear» 
Let  all  the  earth  rejoice  and  fear. 
G   G 


-36s  KYMNS     AND  B.  1, 

While  God's  eternal  Sdn  proclaims 
His  fov'reign  honours  and  hisnames, 

2  "  I  am  the  laft,  and  I  the'  firft, 
The  Saviour  God,  and  Cod  thejuft; 
There'^  none  Defide  pretends  to  ihew 
Such  juilice  and  falvation  too. 

3  [Ye  tnitt  in  fhades  of  darknefs  dwell, 
Juft  on  the  verge  of  death  and  hell, 
JLook  up  to  me  from  diftant  lands  : 
Light,  life,  and  heav'n,  arc  in  my  hands, 

4  1  by  my  holy  name  have  fwom, 
Nor  fliall  the  word  in  vain  return  : 
To  me  fhall  all  things  bend  th^  knee, 
And  ev'ry  tongue  fliall  f wear  to  me. J 

5  In  me  ?ione  fhall  mea  confefs 
Lies.all  their  flrength  and  righteoufnefs 
But  fach  as  d<jre  defpife  my  name, 

I'll  clothe  them  with  eternal  Ihamc, 

6  In  me  the  Lord,  fhall  all  the  feed 
or  Ifrad  froni  their  fins  be  freed, 
And  by  their  fhinin^  graces  prove 
Their  int'rcd  in  my  pard'ning  love,*' 

l^pmn    LXXXV.     Shon    Metre. 

The  fame. 

I   ''I  ^HE  Lord  on  high  proclaims 

X     His  Godhead  from  his  throne  ; 
Mri^cy  and  jujliu  nre  the  names 

Bv  zvhich  1  may  he  known, 
e   Ye  dying  fouis  that  fit 

In  darknefs  and  di/lrefs, 
Look  from  the  borders  of  the  pit 

To  my  recovering  grace. 
-J   Sinners  fhall  hear  the  found  ; 

Their  thankful  tongues  Tn^li  ojvn, 


•B.L       -SPIRITUAL    SONGS,  363- 

Our  righteaufntjs  andjlrtngth  are  found 
,         In  tncc,  ike  Lord^  alcme. 
4  in  ihee, -(hall  lirael  iruft, 

And   Tec  their  guilt  forgiv'n: 
.God  will  pi«aouncc  the  Smneii.  juft. 
And  take  the  faints  to  htav'u. 

^pmn  LXXXVI.      common    Metre, 

God  holy ^  jujh  avJ  fcv'Tzign.    Job  ix.  2. 

1  TTOW  {hould  the  ibus  of  .Liuni'i,  race 
JTi-  Be  pure  before  their  God  ! 

If  be  contend  m  rlghteoufneis 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  To  vindicate  my  words  and  thoughts 

'  I'll  make  no  more  pre teiice  ; 
Not  one  of  all  my.thouiacd  faults 
Gan bear  a juft  defcace, 
g  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wife  5 
What  vain  prefumers  care 
Againft  their  Maker's  hand  to  rife 
Or  'tempt  th'  ui/icq'^'^^  war  ? 

4.  FM-ountaius  by  his  almighty  wrath. 

From  their  own' feats  are  torn  ; 
He    fhakes  the'  earth  from  South  to  North, 
And  all  her;* -pillars  mourn, 

5,  He  bids  the  fun,  forbear  to  rife, 

The   obedient  fun.forbearcs  ; 
His  hand  with  fackcloth  fprcads  the  fkies, 

And  feals  up  all  the  fiars. 
6  He  walks  upon  the  llcviny  fea  ; 

Flies  on  the  ftormy  v/ind  ; 
There's  none  csn  trace  his  wond'rous.  way 

Orhis.dark  footfleps  hndj 


364  HYMNS  AN0  B.  3. 

I;)pmU   LXXXVir.      Long    Metre. 

God  dzveUs   zvith  tke  hnmUc  and  penitent,     la.i 
Ivii.    15,  lb, 

i   *'  I  ^HUS  faith  the  high  and  lofty  one; 
X     *'   I  i^t  upon  mv  holy  throne  ; 
My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high, 
Dw-ell  in  my  own  eternity. 

2  But  I  defcend  to  worlds  below^ 
On  earth  I  have  a  manfion  too  \ 
The  humble  fpirit  and  contrite 
Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

3  The  humble  foul  my  words  revive, 
I  bid  the  mourning  firiher  live  ; 
Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
Avid  cafe  the  forrov/s  of  the  rnind^ 

^  [When  1  contend  againft;  their  fin, 

I  make  them  knov/how  vile  they've  been  i 
But  fhould  my  wrath  for  ever  fmoke, 
Their  fouls  would  fmk  beneath  the  ftroke.** 

1;  O  may  thy  pard'niug  grace  be  nigh, 
Left  we»lhould  faint,  defpair  jind  die  ! 
Thus    (hall  our  better  thoughts  approve 
1  he  methods  of  thy  chail'ning  love. J 

fy^nWi  LXXXVIII.  ;l;ong  Metre. 

Zifi  the  day  of  pace  and  hop&i     Eccl.  ix.  4.,  5, 
6,  10.  ? 

1    T    IFE  is  the  time  to  fcni^e  the  Lord, 
■*-*  The  time  t*  infure  the  great  reward. 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vilefl  iinner  may  return. 

£   PLife  is  the  hour  that  God   hath  giv'ii 
To  *l"cape  from  hell  and   fly  toheav'n  j' 
71ie  day  of  grace  and  mortals  may 
^ecure  the  blcllings  of  the  day. 


B.  i,  SPIRiXUAL     SONGS.        36^ 

3  The  living  know  that  they  mud  die,.- 
But  all  the  dead  iorgotten  lie  ;  ;•_ 

Their  mem "ry  and  their  ienle  is  gone, 
Alike  unknovv'iug  and  unknown. 

4.  [Their  hatred  and  iheir  iove  is  iofl:, 
Their  envy  bury'd  m  the  duft  ;     • 
They  have  no  ihare  in  ail  thi.t's  done  ^ 
Beneath  theiuxait  cF  the  i_^i.] 

5  Then  what  my  thoughts  dehgn  to  doj 
My  hands.  Vv'iih  aii  her  might  puriue,  ■ 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith  nor  hope  beneath  the  grpundo  - 

6'  There  are  no   ads  of  pardon  paft 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  hiifte, 
But  darkneis..  death  and  long  deipair  r 
Reign  in  eternal  filence  there.-  . 

l^pnilT    LXXXIX.:     Loi^g    Metre, 

Youth  and  judgvi'^nt.  ■    EccL  yA.    g, 

2  ;''\7'E  ions  of  Adam  vain  ;md  young. 

X- Indulge  your  eyes,  indulge  your  tongue  3 
Tafte^.-the  delights  yor.r   fouls  deiirej 
And  give  a  looic- to  ail  your- fire. 

2  :  Purfue  the  piesfures  you  .delign 

And  cheer  your  lieart  with  iongs  and  wine  3 
Enjov  the  day  of  mirih  but  know 
There  13  a  day  of  judg'ment  too. 

3  ,God  from  on    hig:i    b?,hoM5  your  thoughts^ 
His  book  records  you--'  iccrcr  faults  ; 

Tlie  works  -(.}f  duV-kncis  }'cu  huve  done  . 
jMuit  all  i!ppe?ir  before  t/sc  lun. 
A.The  vengeance  ic  vo^Jr  foliies  due 

Shoulditnkeyour  hearts  With  terror  thrciidty 


§66  HYMNS  AND  B.  L 

How  will  you  ftahd  before  his   face, 
Oranfwer  for  his  injur'd  grace  ; 
5  Almighty  God  tura  of  their  eyes 
From  the  alluring  vanities, 
And  let  the  thunder  of  thy  word 
Awake  their  fouls   to  fear  the  Lord, 

fppmn  XC.      Common    Metre. 

T hi  fame  ^ 

4    T    O  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rif^j^ 
jLj  And  thro'  all  nature  rove, 
Fulfil  the  wifhes  of  their  eyes. 
And  taile  the  joys  they  love, 
2  They  give  a  loofe  to  wild  deiires  ; 
But  let  the  fmners  know 
The  ftrift  account  that  God  requires 
Of  all  the  works  they  do. 

3  The  judge  prepares  his  throne  on  high. 

The  frighted  earth  and  feas 
Avoid  the  fury  of  his  eye, 
And  flee  before  his  face. 

4  How  fhall  I  bear  that  dreadful  day. 

And  ftand  the  nery  teft  ? 
I'd  give  all  mortal  joys  away 
To  be  forever  bled. 

^J)mn  XCf.      Long  Metre. 

Advice  to  Youth  J    or   old  age  anU    death   in  an 
unconvcrtedjlaie.     Led.  xii.  i  7,  Ifa.  Ixv,  20. 

1   TwjOW  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood 
X^'    Remember  your  creator  God  : 
BehoM  the  months  come  haft'ning  on, 
When  you  {hall  f^y  iny  joys  are  gone, 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  s^I^ 

2  Behold  the  aged  fmner  gee:, 
Laden- with  guilt  and  heuvy  v/ocs, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  acad, 
Withendiefs    curies  on  his  r^^.ad.. 
o  The  dull  returns  to  dull  ag,-:n  ; 
The  foul  in  agonies  of  p?-in 
Albends  to  God  ;  not  tne;r  to  dwd. 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  links  to  hell, 
4  Eternal-  K^ng,  I  fear  thy  aaine,^ 
Teach  ir.c  to  know  hew  srail  x  am  ; 
And  when  my  foul  mu ft  hence  remove. 
Give  me  a  manfion  m  thy  love. 

fi)J)tim:  XCtl.      Short  Metre. 
Chrijl     themfdom   of  God,     Prov,  ym,  ij 

22—- ^32. 

1    QHALL  v/ifdom  cry  aloud, 

O-  And  not   her  fpeech  be  heard  ? ; 
The  voice  oi  God's  eternal   word, 
Deferves.it  no,  regard  ? 

2  "  I  was  his  chief  delight, 
His  everlafting  Son, 

Before  the  ftrft  of  all  his  works, 
Creation  was  begun. 

3  [Before  the  flying  cjcuds. 
Before  the  foUd  land, 

Before  the  fields,  before  the  fiooe>, 

I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 
£,  When  he  adorn'a  the  fivies, 
'  And  built  them,  I  was  therj;, 
To-order  when  the  lun    -hculd  rii'e^ 

And  marticl  ev'ry  itar, 
5  When  he.  pour'd  out   the  fea, 

.  And  fpread  the  flowing  deep,       ^ 
He  gave^he  Rood  its  liro  decree 
In  its  own. bounds  to  keep. 


^63  MVMNS  AND  B.  I 

6-  Upon  the  empty    air 

The    earth  was   ballanc'd  well  ; 
With   jov  i  faw  the  manfigr  where 
The  Tons  of  men  {liould  dwell,. 

7  My  bufy    thoughts  at  firfl 
On  their  falvat.ion  run, 

Ere  Cm  was  born,  or  Adam's  dull 
Was  fafhiou'd  to  a  man. 

8  Then   come,  receive  my  grace,  . 
Ye  children,  and  be  wife  ; 

Happy  the  man  thatkieeps  my  ways  ;  . 
The  man  that  Ihuns  them  dies, 

!&pmn  XCIII.      Long      Metre. 

^hrijl^  or  zvifdom  obeyed  or  rejijlcd.      Prcv.  viii* 

TU- 36. 
HUS: faith  the  wildom  of  the  Lord,, 
"  Bieft  is  the  man  that  hears  my  word  ; 
Keeps  daily  watch  before  my  gates,  . 
And  .it  my  feet  for  mercy    waits. 
5  .The  foul  that  fecks  mc  {l)a'.l  obtain 
Immorlal  wealth  and  heav'nly  gain  5 
linm.crtal  life  isliis.  reward, 
Life  and  the  favour  of   the    Lord. 
3  But  the  vile  wretch  that  flies  from  me,  , 
Doth  his  own  foul  an  injury: 
Fools  that  againfl  my  grace  rebel 
Seek  death  and  love  the  road  to  hell, 

Jlnmm  XCIV.      Common      Metre. 

jufiiB-cation  by  faith,  7ioi  by  works  ;  cr,  the  law 

condemns,  grace  ju/lifies.      Rom^  iii,  29,  22, 
i   T  TAIN  are  the  hopes  the  fons  of  men, 
V     On  their  own  works  have  built'*. 
Their  hearts,  by  nature,  »11  unclran, 
And  all  their  actions  gtiill. 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  369 


Let  Jet)  and  GentiU  flops  their  moutl 


\':. 


Without  a  murm'ringword. 
And  the  wholef  race  of  Adam  (land 
Guilty  before  the  Lord, 

3  In  vain   we  alk  God's  righteous  law 

To  juflify   us  nov/, 
Since  to  convince  and  to   csndemny 
Is  all  the  the  law  can  do. 

4  J^.f^^'>  how  glorious  is  thy  grace, 

When  in  thy  name  we  trufl  ! 

Our  faith  receives  a  right'oufnefs 

Which  makes  the  finuers  juft. 

iDpmn    CXV.     Commoa  Metre. 

Regeneration,     John    i,  13.    and   iii.  3,  etc 
%    "^TOT   all  the  outward  forms  of  earthy. 
aN    Nor  rites  that  God  haih  giv'n, 
Ncr  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birthj 
Can  raife  a  foul  to  heav'ii. 
2  The  fov'reign  will  of  God  alone 
Creates  us  heirs  of  grace  i_ 
Eorn  in  the  imige  of  his  Sor-j 
A  new  peculiar  race. 
3;  The  fpirit  like  fomc  heav'nly  v/indj. 
Blows  on  the   fons  of  fllelh, 
New  models  all  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man   afrelh. 
4  Our  quick'ncd  fouls  awake  and  rife 
From  the  long  fieep  of  death  ; 
On  heav'nly  things  we  fix  our  eyes. 
And  praiie  employs  our  breath. 

^jmn    XCVi.      Qommon     Tvletre. 

Eletiion  excludes  boafling,       i -Cor,     26— 31 

1    "O  UT  few  among  the  carnal  wile, 
J3  But  few  of  noble 4acej     ' 


37^  HYMNS  ANi>  B,.  L 

Obtained  the  favours  of  thine  eyes, 

Almighty  King  of  grace.  ) 

a  He  takes  the  men  of  ineaneft  name 
For  ions  and  heir's  of  God  ; 
And  thus  he  pours  abundant  fhamc 
On  honorable  blood, 

3  He  calls  the  fool  aod  makes  him  know. 

The  myll'ries  of  his  grace, 
To  bring  .ifpiving  wifdom  lov/. 
And  all  its  pride  abate. 

4  Nature  ];ds  all  its   glories  loO, 

When  brought  before  his  throne  ; 
No  fltfh  fhall  "in  his  presence  hoidl 
But  in  the  Lord  alone. 

^^mX    XCVII.      Long    Metre. 

Clirifl  our  righteou/nejs,  <?:c.      i  C»r,  ?,  30, 

I.  T>  URY'D  in  (liadows  of  the  night, 
Xy  We  lie  'till  Chrill  reilorf.s  the  lightj 
Wifdom  defcends  to  heal  the  blind, 
And  chafe  the  darkntis  of  the  mind. 

2  Our  guilty  fouls  are  drown'd  in  tears, 
'Till  his  atoning  blood  appears  : 
Then  we  awake  from  deep  d'ftrefs, 
And  fing,  the  Lord  our  rigkttoufnffs, 

0.  Our  very  frame  is  mix'd  \/ith  fm, 
His  fpirit    mskes  our  natures  clean  j 
Such  virtues  from  his  fufi 'rings  flow, 
Ac  once  to  clqanfe  and  pardon  toe. 

4  ^(/'i^J  beholds  where  Satan  reigns, 
Binding[his  ftavcs  in  heavy  chains, 

.  He  fets.  th=  prr^'Jiers-free.  and.  breaks- 
The  iron  bondage  from  our  necks. 

5  Poor  helplefs  worms  in  Thee  poffefs 
Grace,  wiidom,   pow'r,   and  righteoufnefs ; 


B.  L  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  371 

Thou  art  our  mighty  all.  and  we 

Give  our  own  felves.    O  Lord,  fo  thee, 

fpjmn  XCVML   Short  M^trt 

\    TTOW  heavy  is  the  night 

XTa     Whiich  hangs  upon  cur  eyes, 
'Till  Chriji  with  his  reviving  light 
Over  our  fouls  arife  1 

2  Our  guilty  fpirits  dread 

To  mset  the  wrath  of  heav'n  ; 
Butinhi3   righteouinefs  array'd, 
^We  fee  our  lins  forgiv'n, 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways^ 
His  hands,  infefted  nature  cure 
With  faoctifying  grace. 

4  The  pow'rs  of  liell  agree 
To  hold  our  fouls  in  vain  ,- 

He  fets  the  fons  of  bondage  free, 
And  breaks  the  curfed  chain, 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways. 
To  bring  us  near  to  Gcd. 

Thy  fov'reian  pow"r.  thy  h;:aling  gVace, 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 

fppmn  XCIX      CommoQ  Metre. 

Stones  viade  children  cf  Abraham.   Matik.  iii.  g 

J   T  TAIN  are  the  hopes  which  rebels  plsce 
V       Upon  their  birth  and  blood. 
Dcfc ended  from  a  pious  race, 
r Their  fathers  nov*'  with  God.  j 
3   He  from  the  caves  of  earth  and  hzti 

Can  take  the  hard 3 11  flones. 
, .  And  fill  the  houfe  of  Ahm'm  well, 
With  nzw  created  fons. 


37!i  HYMNS    AND  B.r. 

3  Such  wond'rous  pow'r  he  doth  pofTefs, 
Who  form'd  our  mortal  frame, 
Who  cali'd  the  world  from  emptinefs  ; 
The  world  obey'd,  and  came. 

I^pUm   C,  Long  Metre.. 

Believe and^ht Javtd,    Jfohn\\\.  16.  17,  iS, 

1  'N.TOTto  condemn  the  fons  of  men, 
xN    Did  Clirijt  the  Son  of  God  appear: 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  -ire  feen. 

No  flaming  fword,  nor  thunder  there* 

2  Such  w?s  the  pity  of  our    God, 

He  lo /'d  the  race  cf  man  fo  well,       * 
\{q  ftrni  his  Son   to  bear  the  load 
Of  iins,  and  fave  our  fouls  from  hell. 

0    Sir:ners.  'jel  eve  the  Saviour's  word, 
Triifiiin  his  mighty  name  and  live  ; 
A  thoufsnd  joys  his  lips  cifxord, 
His  hatids  a  thcufard  bleiTmgs  give. 

4   But  vengeance  ^md  dam  .iJtion  lies 
On  rebels  v»^ho  rcfufe    hi«:  grace  ; 
V/]io  God's  eternal  Son  d-:fpifc. 
The  hotteft  hell    {hall  be  their  place. 

!:)|>mE  CI.      LonjT    Metre.      , 
jjy  171  heavcnjor  a  repeating  Sinner.     Luhex\\ 

7,    10. 
t   T'^THO  can  defcribc  the  joys  that  rifr 
/  V     TJirough   all  the  courts  of  para difc. 
To  f^c  a  prodigal  return. 
To  fee  an  heir  of  glory  born  ? 
".   With  joy  the  father  doth  approve 
The  fruir.  of  hiscteinal  love  ; 
'J'hc  fon  with  joy  looks  down  and  fccR 


B,  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS  g?7| 

The  puFchafe  of  his  agonies. 
3  The  fpirit  talced  delight  to  view 
The  holy  foul  he  form'd  anew. 
And  faints  and  angels  jcin  to  ftng 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 
|)pttin   CII.     Long  Metre. 
The  Beatitudes.      Matt,  v,  2, la. 

1  T>  LEST  are  the  humble  fouls  that  fee 
J3  Their  emptinefs  and  poverty  ; 
Treafures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 
And  crowns  af  joy  laid  up  in  heav'n. 

2  [Blefl  aie  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  fin  with  inward  fmart ; 
The  blood  of  Chri/l  divinely  flows 

A  healing  balra  for  all  their  ^^oes.] 

3  f  Bleft  are  the  meek,  who  (land  afar 
From  rage  and  paffion  noife  and  war  ; 
God  will  fecure  the  happy  flate. 

And  plead  their  caufe  againft  the  great. 3 

4  [Bleft  are  the  fouls  that  thirft  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  nghteoufnefs  ; 
They  (hail  be  well  fupply'd  and  fed 
With  living  Tcreams  and  living  bread. J 

5  ^Blcft  are  the  men  whofe  bowels  move 
And  melt  with  fympathy  and  l©ve  ; 
I'rom    Chrift  the  Lord  fhall  they  obtain 
Like  fympathy  and  love  again,] 

6  [Elefl  are  the  pure  whofe  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  row'r  of  fm  ; 

With  eiid'.efs  pleafure  they  fhall  fee 
A  God  of  fpotlcfs   purity.  J 
'J   Bleft  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life. 

Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  ftrife  l 
Thev  fhall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  blifsj 
H     H 


374  HYMNS  AND  B.I. 

The  Tons  of  God,  tiie  God  of  peacc.^ 
3  [Blell  are  the  futf'rers  who  partake, 
Of  pain  and  {ham-j  i|i)r  Jtjui^  lake  ; 
Their  fouls,  riuill  triumph  in  the   Lord  ^ 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  ^reward.] 

!5)gmn  CIO.  Common  Metre. 

.J\ct  ajliarnx<i  of  the ^of pel.    2  Tim.  i,  «. 

iT'.M  not  afham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
X  Or  to  defend  his  caufe, 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his.word, 
The  glory  of  his  crofs. 
2  Jf fus,  my  God  !   I  know  his  name, 
His  name  is  all  tny  trufi  : 
Nor  v/iii  h*i  put  niy  foul  to  fhame, 
Nor  let  my  hopvi  be  lofi. 
Q  Firm  as.lvis  throne,  his-promife  fland^^ 
And  he  can  well  fecure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
'Till  the.deciiive  hour,  ' 
.J  Then  will  he  own  my  worthlefs.name 
Before  his  Father's  face.; 
And  in  the  new  Jerufalem, 
Appoint  my  foul  a  place, 

^)pmn  CIV,      Common  Metre. 

StrJe  of  nature  ayui  grace,     i  Cor.  iv.  9,  &c,. 

fXTOT  the  malicious  or  profane, 
X\l     The  wanton,  or  the  proud, 
Nor  thieves nordand'rers  fhall  obtain 
The  kingdom  of  our  God. 
2  Surprifing  grace  !  and  fuch  were  we 
By  nature  and  by  i\n  ; 
-Jisirs  of  immortal  4mfG-ry, 


B.I.  SPIRITUAL   SONGS     .       37; 

Unholy  and  unclean. 
3.  Eut  we  are  wafh'd  in  Jcfus'  blood. 

We're  paTo on" d  through  his  name  ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  of  our  God 
Has  fanftify'd  our  frame. 
^  O.  for  a  peri'evcring  pow'r 

To  keep  thy  juit  commands  I 
We  would  decile  ovvr  hearts  no  Tncre, 
No  more  pollute  our  hands. 

E)P^n  CV.      Common  Metre. 
Heaven  invif.blt  and  holy .    1  Cor.  \i..  q.  &c. 
i^TOR  eye  hath  feen.  nor  esr  hath  heard, 
X\     Nor  ienic  nur  r'caioa  ki.own, 
What  jovs  \\\z  fa-her  has  ])rc-v;:,t'd 
hor  thcfe  wiio  h-vc  the  Sv^;~. 

2  But  the   good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heav'rx  to  cemc  ; 
The  beams  of  glory,  in  his  word, 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  arc  the  joys  above  the  fky, 

And  all  the  region  peoCie  ; 
No  wanton  lips,  nor  envious  eye. 
Can  fee  or  tafte  the  blfifs. 

4  Thofe  holy  gates  forever  bar 

Foilution,  fin  and  ihamc  ; 
None  flmll  obtain  admittance  there, 
But  foU'wers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the!  Father's  book  of  life. 

There  all  their  names  are  found  ; 
The  hypocrite,  in  vain,  fhall  ftrive 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  ground. 


^7&'  HYMNS,  ANi>  B: 


,.! 


i^pmn  CVI.     Long  Metre. 
I  Dead  to  fin  by  the.  €rofs  ej  Chrijt^^-R^m,  vi.  u 


1   QHA-LL  we  go  on  to  fin, 


Becaufe  thy  g^race  abound*  ? 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  again, 

And  open  all  his  woundSo 

2  Forbid  it,  mighty  God  ! 
Nor  let  it  c*cr  be  faid, 

That  we,  whofe  fins  are  crucify *d, 
Should  raife  them  from  the  dead, 

3  We  will  be  flsves  no  more, 
Since  Chrifl  hath  made  us  free, 

Plas  nail'd  our.  tyrants  to  the  crofs,. 
And  bought  our  liberty. 

^pmn  CVIL     Short  Metre. 
The  fail  and    recovery  of  man  ;   or,  Chrifi   and 

Satayi  at  enmity.  Gin.  lii.  i,  15,  17.  GaL  iv. 

4.   Col.u.  15..  , 

3   T^ECEI  V'D  by  lubtie  fnares  of  hell, 
.    X-^   /icfaw  the  firft  the  fether  fellj 

When  Satan  in  the  ferpcnt  hid, 

Propofs'd  the  fruit  that  God  forbid. 

2  Death  was  the   threatening  ;  death  began 
To  take  podcirion  of  the  man  ; 

His  unborn  race  recciv'd  the  wound, 
And  heav*^'  curfes  fmote  the  ground. 

3  But  Satan  found  a  worfe  reward  ; 
Thus  faith  the  vengeance  of  ttttTLord, 
Let  evtrlajling  hatred  be 

Betwixt  the  womans  ft'td  andthjee,, 
^  The  zv Oman' s  feed  JJiall. be  my  fon, 
Hf-  fhall  defray  zvkat  thou  haft  done  s . 
Shall  break  thy  head' and    only  fed 
^hy  malice:  raging^  at  his  heeL 


3.1.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS  577 

.5  [He  fpake  and  bid  four  thoufaiKi  years 
Roil  on  :  at  length  his  Son  appears  ; 
AngeJs  with  joy  defcends  to  earth,  ' 
And  Ting  the  young  Redeemers  birth.     ' 

6  Lo,  by  lh6  fons  of  hell  he  dies  ; 

But  as  he  hung  'twixt  earth  and  fkies, 
Ht  gave   their  prince  a  fatal  blow,"^ 
And  tnumph'd  o'er  the  powers   below.} 

i^Pmn   CVlIf.       Short  Metre. 

Chrijt    iinjicn  and  btlcved,    1    Pet.   1,  8, 

1    '^TOr  with  our  mortal  eyes 
i.N    Have  we  beheld  the  Lord, 
Yet  v/e  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  love  him  in  hii  word, 

2  On  ejrth  v/e  want  the  fight 

Of  our    Redeemer's  face  : 
Yet,  liord,  our  inmofl  thoughts. delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  tafle  thy  love. 

Our  joys  divinely  grov/ 
Unfpeakable  like  thofe   above, 
And  heav'n  begins  belcw, 

l>ymU    CIX.      Loiig-  Metre. 

The   value   of  Chriji  and    his    righteoi'j'neCr:, 
Phil.  iii.  7,  8,  9. 

i    ]^TO  more,  my  God^  I  boafl  no   more 
-L%    Of  all  tite  duties  1  have  done  ; 
I  quit  the  hopes  I   held  before, 
.     To  truft    the   merits  of  thy   Son. 
9   Now  for  the  love  I  bear  hrs  name. 
What  was  my  gd'in  I  count  m.y  lofs  ,* 
My  former  pride  I   call  my  fliame-j. 
And  nail  my  gloi7  to  his  crcf$r 
H  H    z 


37^'  KY14!^NS   and  B;  L 

3  Yes,  and  I  muft  and  will  efleem 
All  things  but  iofs  for  Jfifus'  lake  ; 
O  may  my  foul  be  found  in  him. 
And  of  his  righteoufnel^  partake  !; 

4  The  bell  obedience  of  thy  hands 
Dares  not  appear  before  thy   throne: 
But  faith  can  anfwer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading,  what  my  Lord' has  done,. 

i£).pmn     ex.      Common     Metre 

Death  and  vnmediati  glory.       2  Cor.     v,  1.5,  8. 

1   'T^HERE.is  a  houfc  not  made  with  hands- 
J,     Eternal  and  on  high, 
And: here  my  fpirit   waiting  Hands, 
'Till  God.Ihail   bid  it  fly. 
z  Shortly  this  prifon  of  my  clay 
Muft'  be  didolv'd-and   fall  ; 
Then,  O  my  foul,  with  joy  obey 
Thy  heavenly  father's  call,. 
3'  *Tis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace, 

That  fcrmsthee  "fit  for.  heav'n  ;: 
And  as  an  earneil  of  the  place. 
Has  hi:  own  fpirit  giv'n. 
4-  He  walk  by  faitli  of  joys  to  come, 
Faith  lives  upon  his  word  ; 
And  while  the  body  is  our  home, 
Wc'er  ablcnt  from  the  Lord. 
^  Tisplcafent  to  believe  thy  grace, 
But  we   had  rather  fee. 
We  woultl  be  r.bfent  from  the  flefn, 
And-prefent  Lord  with  thee. 

ippnVil     CXf.       Common     Metre. 

SdhatQ'i  by  grace,     Titus  iii.  3,  7. 
X    T    ORD  we  confefs  our  numerous  faults, 
jLa  I  low  gie^it  our  guilt  has  been  ! 


Byl,  SPIRITUAL    SONGS,  379 

Fooiifh  and  vain  arc  all  our  thoughtSj 
And  all. our  lives  were  fm. 

2  But,  G-my  foul,   forever  praifcj 

Forever  lo\"e  his  name, 
Wlio  turns  thy  fe-it  from  dang'rous  ways- 
Of  folly  fm  and.fhame,] 

3  [-Tis  not  by  v/ork^  of  rigbteoufnefs 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done  ; 
But    we  are  fav'd  by  fov'reign  grace 
Abounding, thro'    his  Son. j 
4.  'Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our,;<>od 
That  all  cur-hopes  begin  ; 
'Tis  by  the   water  and  the  blcod 
Our  fouls  are  wafh'd  from  fm, 

5  'Tis  through  the  pur.chafe  of  his  death  : 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree. 
The  Spirit  ib  fent  down  to  breathe 
On  fuch  dry. bones  as  we. 

6  Rai&'d  from  the  dead  we  live  anew  5 

And  juflified  by  grace, 
We  fhaii  appear  in  glory  too, . 
And  fee  our  Father's  face. - 

IpgmU   CXII.      Common   Metre. 

The  brazen  Serpent ';  or,  looking  to  j{fiis.  3  John^  ■. 

ver.   i^ 16.^ 

1    OO  do  the  Hcbrto)  prophet  raife- 
O'    The  brazen  ferpent  high   ; 
The  wounded  f^lt  immediate  eafe, . 
The  campiorebore  to  die. 
2.  Look  2'.pzL<ards  in  the  dying  hour, 
ind  live,  the  prophet  cries   ; 
But  CAra'y?  performs  a  nobler  cure,-. 
Wlren  faith  lifts  up  her  eyeo. 
3-  Hia;h  on  the  crofs  the  Saviour  hung, . 
High  in  the  heav'ns  he  reigjis  ; 


^8o  .  .,^  >IYMNS    AN©  ^  B,  L 

Here  fmners,  by  th'  old  ferpent  flung,. 
Look,  and  forget  their  pains. 

4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up, 

A  dying  world  revives  ; 
The  Jtio  beholds  the  glorious  ho][)e, 
Th'  expiring  Qtntik  lives. 

^pmU    CXIII      Cvimmoa   MtMC 

Abrahanis  ^icjing  on  the  GentiUs.  Cen^  xvii.  7, 
Rom  XV.  8.      Mark  X,    14, 

1  T  TOW  large  the  promife  !  how  divine, 
JL  J-   To  Ahra/i'm  and  his  feed  ! 

ni  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supp'yiH^  all  their  rued. 

2  TJie  words  of  this  exteniivc  love 

From  age  to  age  endure  ; 
The  angel  of  the  cov'nant  prove?. 
And  feals  the  bleiling  fare, 

5  je/us  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  gre?a  fathers  giv'n  ; 
He  takes  young  children  to  hisarms^ 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heav'n. 
4  Our  God.  how  faithful  mc  his  ways  : 
His-love  endures  the  fame  ; 
Nor  from  the  promife  of  his  grace 
Blots  out  the  children's  name. 

fppmn    CXIV.      Common     Metre. 
The  fame.     Rom.  xi,  16,  17. 
:    f^  ENTILES  by  nature,  we  belong 
VJf   To  the  wild  olive  wood  : 
Grace  took  us  from  the  barren  tree, 
And  grafts  us  in  the  good. 
2  With  the  If^me  bleffings  grace  endow*. 
The  Gentile ^s  the  Jew  ; 
if  p-ure  and  holy  be  the  root. 
Such  arc  the  branches  too. 


B.    T,  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  3^1- 

3  Then  let  the  children  of  the  faints 

BeMedicate  to  God  ; 
Four  out  thy  fpirit  on  them,  Lord, 
And  wafh  them  in  thy.  blood. 

4.  Thus  tb  the  parents,  and  theii;  feed. 

Shall  thy  faivation  come, 
Andnum'rous  houlholds  meet  at  lall 
In  one  eternal  home. 

©pin  CXV.     Common     Metre. 

Conviction  of  fin  by  lam.   Rom.  vii.  S.  9,  14,  24* 

i   T    OR  D,  how  fecure  my  Qonfcience  was^ 
A  u  And  felt  no  inward  dread  1 
l,was.alive  without  the  law. 

And  thought  my  fms  were  dread  ! 
s  My  hopes  of  heav'n  were  firm  and  bright,. 
But  unce  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  pow'r  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  1  am, 
3,  [My  guilt  appear'd  but  fmall  befere, 
'Till  terribly  1  faw 
How  pcrfeft,  holy,  jufh  and  pure, 
Was  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  foul  the  heavy.load,; 

My  fins  reviv'd  again, 
I  had  provok'd  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hopes -w^re  llsin.J 

5.  I'm  like  a  heiplefs  captive  fold. 

Under,  the  pow'r  of  fvn  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would, 

Nor  keep  my  confeience  clean,. 
6- My  God,  i-cry  with  ev'ry  breath, 

For  fome  kind  pow'r  to  fav€. 
Td  break  the  yoke  of  fm  and.  death* 

And  thus  redeem.the  flave,. 


frpm    CXVI.      Lo«g    Meirc. 

Love  to  God    and  our  neighbour,     Mctth.  xxii, 

37 4Q- 

1  'TPHUS  faith  thefirft,  the  great  command 

A     "  J.ej:  all  the  inward  pow'rs  unite 
*'  To  love  thy  Maker  and  thv  God, 
*'  With  utmod  vigour  and  delight.^ 

2  "  Tlien  fliall  thy  nerghbour  next  in  place 
*'  Share  thine  affeftion  and  efteem, 

**  And  let  thy  kindnefs  to  thyfelf, 

"   J.Ieafurc  and  rule  thy  love  to  hfm/* 

3-  This  is  the  fcnlc  which  Mcfcs  I'pckc, 
This  did  the  prophets  prerch  and  prove  ; 
P\)r  want  of  this   the  law  is  broke. 
And  the  whole  law's  fuliill'd  by  love. 

4   But  O.  how  bafe  our  pa  Hi  on  s  arc  '. 
How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal  1: 
Lord  fill  our  fouls  with  heav'nly  fire. 
Or  we  fhall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

ippmn  CXVir.     Long    Metre. 

EUSlicn  fhvereign  and frti.   Rum.  ix»  2t,  sc,  23 

%   [T>  E HOLD  the  potter  and  the  clay^ 
JL-J   He  forms  his  vefTels  as  he  pieafc  ; 
Such  is  our  God  ;  and  fuch  are  wc, 
The  fabje£ts  of  his  juft  decrees. 

3  Doth  not  the  workman's  pow'^r  extend 
O'er  all  the  maf.^\  which  part  to  chufc, 
And  mould  it  for  a  noble   end, 

And  which  to  leave  for  viler  ufe  ? 
3  M  ly  not  the  fov'reign  Lord  on  high 
Diipenfe  his  favouisas  he  will, 
Chufe  fome  to  life,  while  others  die. 
And  yet  be  juil  and  gracious  flill  ? 


B.  i.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  383 

4  [What  if  to  make  hi^  terrour  knowm, 
Hz  lets  his  patience  long  endure, 
Satl'nng  vile  rebels  to  go  on, 
Aitci  ieal  their  own  deftruftior.  fure  ? 

5  What  if  he  means  to  fhov/  his  grace. 
And  his  electing  iove  employs 

To  mark  out  i'ome  of  mortal  race, 
Aivd  form  them  fit  for  heav'nlv  j^ys  ? 

6  Shall  man  reply  again  ft  tlie  Lord,    • 
And  call  liis  Maker's  wavs  unjufl:, 
The  tlnmder  of  vvhc-fe  dreadful  word 
Can  crufh' a  thoufand  worlds  to  dufl? 

■^   But,  O  my  foul,  if  truth  fo  bright 

Should  da^-zle'  and  confound  thy  fightj 

Yet  dill  his  written  will  obey, 

And  wait  the  greet  deciflve  day, 
8  Then  he -Thall  make  his  juftice  known, 

And  the  whole  world  before  his  throne^ 

With  joy  or  teiTor  fliall  confefs 

The  glory  of  his  righteoufnefs, 

l^PUm  CXVIIL      Short    Metre. 

Mofcs.  and  Chrijl  ;  cr,  jvis  agnivfl .the   lam^and 

gofpd.     Jalini.  17.   Hch,  iii.  3,  5,  6.  x.  28. 
i  '^f^HE  law  by  Mofes  came, 

X    .   But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love. 
Were  brought  by  Chrifl  a  nobler  name* 

J3efcending  from  above. 
a   Amidd  the  houfe  of  God 

Their  dlff"rent  works.were  done  ; 
Mo.ft<!  a  faithful  fervant  flood, 
"  But  Chn'ft  a  faithful  Son. 
3  Then  to  his  new  commands 
Be  {lvi6l  obedience  paid  ; 
O'er  ail  his  Father's  honfe  he  fiends 
The  fov'rertrn  and- the  head. 


£3i  ''H'k/MNS  AND  B.  1, 

4  The  man  who  durfl  defpife 
The  law  which  Mofe shio'dghl^ 
Behold  how  terribly  he  dies 

For  his  prefamptuous  fault  : 
5  But  forer  vengeance  falls 
On  that  rebellious   race. 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  ^efus  c^lls, 
And  dare"  ref;fl  his  grace, 

5)pmil  CXIX.   Common   Metre. 

Thi  dij^' rent  fuccefs  eft  lie  go/pel.      i  Cor.  i.  23, 
24.   z  Cor.  ii,  15.   1  C^r.- iii.  6,  7. 

1    /^'^HRIST  and  his  crofs  are  all  our  theme 
%»^   The  mylVries  that  we  fpeak, 
Are  {candal  in  the  J^^zo's  efteern. 
And  folly  to  the  Gre^k  : 
8  But  fouls  enilghten-'d  from  above, 
With  joy  receive  the  word  ; 
They  fee  that  wifdom,  pow'r  and  love 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 
■•  The  vital  favour  of  his  name 

Reftorcs  tlieir  fainting  breath  ; 
But  unbelief  prevents  the  fame 
To  guilt,  delpnir,  and  death. 
4  'Till  God  difFufe  his  giaces  down, 
Like  fiiow'rs  of  heavenly  rain. 
In  vain  Apollos  fows  the  grotmdj   ' 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 

t^lPinU   CXX,      Conrnon     Metre. 

Faith  of  things  unfren.   Hub.  xi.  1,  3.  S,    10. 

.1    T7A1TH  is  the  buighteft  evidence 
JL     Of  things  beyond  our  fight. 
,  Breaks  thro'  the  clouds  of  flefh  and  fcnfc. 
And. dwells  in  hcav'nly  light ; 


^,  i.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  gBff 

2  It  fets  times  pad  in  prefent  view, 

Brings  diftant  profpe^s  home. 
Of  things  a  thoufand  years  ago. 
Or  thoufand  years  to  come, 

3  By  faith  we  know  the  worlds  v/ere  made 

By  God's  almighty  word  ; 
Abrah'm  to  unknown  coustries  led. 
By  faith  obey'd  the  Lord. 

4  Ke  fought  a  city  fair  a-nd  high, 

Built  by  th'  eternal  hands  : 
And  faith  affures  us  tho'  we  die, 
That  heav'nly  building  ftands, 

i^pmn   CXXr,      Comsnon  Metre. 

Children   devoted  to   Cod,      Gen,   xvii*  7,  lo, 
-    ^i<Si   xvi.  14,  15,  33. 

[^Forthofe  mho  praciife  infant  haptifm,'} 

I'T^HUS  faith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
X       I'll  be  a  God  tp  thee  ; 
I'H  blefs  thy  num'rous  race — and  they 
Skall  be  a  feed  for  me. 

2  Abrah'm  believ'd  the  promis'd  grace. 

And  gave  his  fons  to  God  ; 
But  water  feals  the  blefiing  now. 
That  once  was  feaPd  with  blood. 

3  Thus  Lydia  fa^nftify'd  her  houfe, 

When  (he  receiv'd  the  word  ; 
Thus  the  believing  jailor  gave 
Kis  lioufholdto  the  Lord. 

4  Thu.-'  later  faints,  Eternal  King, 

Thine  ancient  trath  embrace  ; 
To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring. 
And  humbly  claim  the  grace. 

i  I      ' 


^%    '  HYMKS  *ANx.  B.  i. 

15)pmn  CXXir.      Long  Metre. 

BduvCTs  buficd  ZL'il*h  Chrifl  in  baptifm.  Rom»  vi, 
3,  4,    &c. 

iTTAO  we  not  know  the  folemn  word  : 
JL/   That  wc  are  bury'd  with  tlie  Lord  : 
iiap'tiz'd  invo  his  death,  and  then 
Put  ofl-  the  body  of  our  fin  ? 

a  Our  fouls  receive  diviner  breath, 
-Rais'd  from  corruption,  guilt  aiod  death  : 
So  froin  the  grave  did  Chrift  arife, 
And  lives  to  God  above  the  ikies. 

3  No  moic  let  fin  or  Satan   reign 
Over  our  -mortal  flcfli  again  ; 
The  various  lufts  we  ferv'd  before 
Shall  have  domimon  -no^v  no  rnore. 

}])gmn    CXXIII.     Common   Metre. 
7'ke  repenting  prodigal.     Luke  xv,  1 3,-  Ac . 

BEHOLD  the  wretch  whofe  lilft  ar.d 
Has  wafted  his  cft:atc  :  (wine 

He  begs  a  {hare  among  the  fwinc, 

To  tafle  the  huiks  tlicy  cat. 
•*  I  die  with  hungerherc."  he  cries, 

*  I  ftarve  in  foreign  lands  : 
**  My  father's  houfe  has  large  fupplics, 

*'  And  bounteous  arc  his  hands. 
*•  I'll  go,  and  with  a  moun  ful  tongue 

^•"Fall  do^N^n  before  his  fi;<.e  ; 
**  Father,  I're  done  thy  juPacc  wrong, 

*'  Korean  deferve  thy  grace." 

4  He  fsid.  andhiiftcn'd  to  his  home, 

To  feck  his  fi.thcr's  love  : 
f  .The  Father  faw  the  rebel  come 
(k.       And  all  kis  bowcl5  move. 


B.  1.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.    ^      3% 

5  He  ran.  and  fell  upon  his  neck, 

Embrac'd  and  kifs'd  his  Ton  ; 
The  rebel's  heart  with  forrow  brak>€, 
For  follies  he  had  done. 

6  *'  Take  off  his  clothes  of  fhame  «md  fin,-. 

(The  father  ^ives  comma/nd) 
"  Drefs  him  in  garments  white  and  clea» 
''  With  rings  adorn  his  h^nd, 
'j  '*  A  dav  of  teading  1  ordaiii. 

*',Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  ;  - 

**  My  fon  was  dead  and  lives  again, 

*•  Was  lofl  and  now  is  found.'* 

^pmn  CXXJV.       Long  Metre. 

The  Jr/t  asid  f^cond  Adam,     Rom,  v.  12. 
EEP  in  ;he  dull  before  thy  throne,, 
0\^v  gi'.ilt  and  our  dii'grace  we  own  ; 
Great  God,  we  own  th*  unhappy  name 
Whence  fprung  our  nature  and  our  fhame  V 

z  Aia77i  the  hnner — ^At  his  fall 

Death  like  aconqu'rv)r  feiz'd  us  ail  : 
A  thoufanci  new  born  babes  are  dead 
By  fatal  union  to  tlteir  head. 
^  But  Wxhile  our  i'pirits  ftU'd  with  aw^j" 
Behold  the  terrors  of  thy  law, 
We  fing  t'he  honors  of  thv  grace, 
That  fent  to  ia^ve  our  ruin'd  race, 

4  \Ve  ftng  thine  everlafting  Son, 

Who  join'd  our  nature  to  his  own  % 
Adam  the  fecond.  from  the  dufb 
Raifes  the  ruins  of  the  firfr. 

^  {By  the  rebellion  of  one  man, 

Through  all  his  feed  the  mifchief  ran; 
And  by  one  man's  obedience  now 
Are  all  his  feed  msde  righteous  too. 


m  HYMNS    AND  B.  K 

<^  Where  fm  did  reign,  and  .death  abound, 
lliere  have  the  fons  of  Adam  found 
Abounding  life^  thus  glorious  grace 
Reigns  thro'  the  Lord  our  righteO'iifnefs,] 

^Pmn   CXXV       Common  Metre. 

Chrijl's   companion    to    the    utak   a7td    tempted. 

Hth.  iv.  16,  and  v.  7.     Matt.  xii.  20. 
1   T  X  ri TH  joy  we  meditate  the  graee 
V  V     Of  our  High  Prieft  above  j 
His  heart  is  made  of  tendernefs. 
His  bov/els  melt  with  love. 
a     Toueh'd  with  a  fympathy  within, 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean. 
For  he  has  1^1 1  the  fame. 
Sut  fpotlefs,  innocent  and  pure. 
The  great  Redeemer  ftood, 
While  Satam's  fiery'  darts  he  bore, 
And  did  reuft  to  blood. 
4    He  in  the  days  of  feeble  "flefh 
Four'd  out  his  crits  a-nd  tears. 
And,  in  his  mcafure  feels  afrefli 

When  ev'ry  member  bears. 
[^He'll  never  quench  the  -fmoaking  flax, 

But  rai fc  it  to  a  flame  : 
The  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  fcorns  the  meaneft  name.  J 
Then  let  our  humble  faith  addrefs 
His  mercy  and  his  pow'r, 
We  lliall  obtain  deliv'ring  grace, 
In  the  diilrciling  hour. 


B.  I..        SflRXXUAL    SONGS.  389 

^pm    CXXVUt    Long    Metre. 

Charity  and  unchangccibkncjs^  Rom.  xiv.  17.'  \^k 
I    Cor,  10.  32. 

1    TVJOT  diff'rent  food,  nor  diff'rent  drefs 
XN    Compofe  the- kingdom  of  our  Lord—-' 
But  peac^c  and  joy.  and  rightcoufnefs, 
Faith,  and  obedience  to  his  word. 

S   When  wea-ker  chiiftians  we  dcfp>fe, 
W.e  do. the  goipel  mighty  wrong,  . 
For  God  the  gracious  and  the  wife,' 
Receive  tke  feeble  with  the  flrong.. 

3  Let  pride  aad  wrath  be  banifh'd  hence3 
Wcak.aefs:and  love  our  fouls  purfuc,  - 
Nor  fiVall  our  praftice  give  offence 
To  faicts,  the  Gentile  or  the  Jew,. 

Ckrijl's  invitation  to  [inner  s.      Matt.  xi.    ■28--35. 

1  "/'"^OME  hither,  all  yc weary  foulf, 

K^  •'  Y6  heavy  laden  finners,.  come/, 
**,  Ill^iye  you  reft  frbm  all  y  oaf  toils*,' 
•*'And  raife'you  to  my  heav'nh'''home, 

2  ^*  They  ihall  find  reft  who  l^rn  of  me^- 
*'  I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  jhind  ;    . 

*'  But  pailion  rsg^s  like  ih«  fea, 

'*  And  pride,  is  reftlcfs^s /he-wind.    . 

3  '*  Bleft  is  the  man  wVaf<?  fh-oulders^ake.. 
*"  Mv,  yoke, .and  bear  it  with  delight ; 

''  Wbf  yoke  is  cafy  to^is  neck.  , 

''  Mv  grace,  ihall  make  the  burden  light." 

4  J^^''-  '^^'^  come:a-t  t^y  command, 
With  faith,  and  h/t>c.  a-nd  humfe^Ife  zeal,. 
Refign  our  fpirit  ^o  thy  hand, 

'Tq.  mould  aiid  c/ideu&.at  thy  will,  i 

77j      jj 


^'  HVMNS    AKi>  B.  I. 

©Ptn   GXXVIlt.   torrg-  Metre. 

.Tfk.ApoJtle'scoMmijjion.    Mark  xv'u    15.  Mat* 
xiiviu.   i8,*  &c, 

1  *'/^  O  preach  my  gofpel,  faith  the  I*«rd, 

xJT"  JEJijjd  the  whole  earth  my  grace  re^ 
ceive, 
Heihall  be  fav'd  wh6  trufls  my  word  ; 
Ke  {hall  be  darnn'd  who  won't  believe, 

2  [Pli  make  your  great  tommifTion  known, 
And  you  fhall  prove  my  gofpei  true, 

By  all  the  works  which  I  have  done, 

By  all  the  wonders  ye  fhall  do. 
g  Go  heal  the  fick  :  Go  raifc  the  dead^ 

Go  caft  our  devils  in  my  n?.me  ; 

Nor  let  my  prophets  be  afraii. 

Tho'  Gvhks  reproach,  and  Jews  hl-zfyhtmt,^ 
^  Teaeh  all  the  nations  my  commands 

I'm  withj'ou  'till  the  werld  fhall  end; 

All  pow'i  is  trufled  in  my  hands, 

I  can  deftioy.  and  I  defend." 
5  Ke  fpake,  aid  light  fhone  round  his  head, 

On  a  bright  -loud  to  heav'n.  he  rode  ; 

They  to  the  iircheft  nations  fprftad 

ITie  grace  of  faeir  afcended  God. 

p^Xm  CAXIX.     Long  Metre. 

Suhni/Jton  and  dclivoance.     Gen.  xxii.   6.  £:c» 

1  Q  AINTS^  at  you-  heav'nly  Father's  word, 
O  Give  up  your  ccmforts  to  the  Lord  ; 
He  fhciU  reilore  wha^  ycu  relign, 

Or  grant  you  bleffing.  more  divine. 

2  So  Abrck'vi.  with  obed^nt  hand 

Levi  forth  his  fon  at  Goi's  command  ; 
The  \vood.the  fire, the  kiife  he  took. 
His  arm  prcpar'd  the  dregful  Uroke. 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  391 

T^y  faith  is  known,  thy  love  is  try'd  ;- 
Thy  Jon  f I  ail  Live,  ana  in  iky  jttd 
ShaUtkc  whole  earth  bt  HJs  d  ifidted,- 
4.  Jaft  in  the  latl  diilreiii^;g  hour, 
The  Lord  difpfays  deliv'nrg  pow'r  ; 
The  mount  of  danger  is  t'  -  pbce, 
Where  we  ^ali  fee  farpnz^r.g  grace, 

l^gmilCXXX,     LGng.M^tre. 
L@ve  and  Hatred.  Phillip,  ii,  2,  £ph,  iv.  30,  &c, 
I    XJOW  by  the  bowels  of  my  God, 

XN    His  fliafp  dulrdfsj  his  jore. complaint, 
By  his  laft  groans,  his  dying  bl-oodjt 
I  charge  my  ioul  to  love  the  faints. 
3  Clamour  and  wriithv  and  war  be  gone, 
Envy  and  ffke  for  ever  cenfe. 
Let  bitter  words  iio.more  be  known 
Amon^  the  faints,  the  fons  of  peace..    . 

3  The  Spirit  like  a  peaceful  dove, 

Flies  from  the  realms  of  noife  and'dnTe, 
Why  fhould  we  vex^and  g|ievfe  his  love. 
Who  feals  our  fouls  to  iieav'nly  life  ? 

4  Tender  and  kind  be  all  OUT  thoughts. 
Thro*  all  our  lives  let  mt:r-cy  rtm  : 
So  God  forgives-ournurn'rous  faults. 
For  the  dear  fake  oi  Chrifi  his  Son, 

t^'^lWn     CXXXr.      Long  Metre, 

ThePharifecand'Fu-bliean.  Luki  x\ni,  iQj&c. 

*    RE  HOLD  hoxv  flrriiers  difagree, 
X-/   The  Fublica^n  and  Pharifee. 
One  doth  his- righteoufnefs  proclaim, 
The  other  ov/ns  his  gui'lt  and  fhame.^ 


995  HYMNS  AKj>.  B-.  I, 

»  This  man  at  humble  diftance  (lands, 
And  cries  for  grace  with  lifted  hands  ; 
That  boldly  rii&>  near  the  throne, 
And  talki  of  dut:cj>  he  has  done.  . 

~^  The  Lord  their  diff'icnt  liuguage  know*, 
And  diffreiu  anfwcrs  he  bestows  ; 
The  humble  fo.ui  with  grace  l-y^  crowns, 
Whiiii  on  the  proud. his  ar'^er  frowns. 

^   Dear  Father  let  mc  never  be 
Join'dwith  the  boyfting  Pharifcc, 
I  have  no  meriti  of  my  own, 
But  plead  tkc  fuff" rings  of  why  Son, 

^P^.n.CXAXli.    Long  Metre. 

Hohntfs  and  grace.    Tit\  ii,  10,  13. 
1  :  C^  '^-  ^'^^^  ^^P*  ^""^  lives  exprefs 

O  The  boly  gofpcl  wc  profefs  ; 

So  let  our  work  a  and  virtues  Ihine, 

To  prove  the  dv,tlrine  all  divine, 
a  Thus  fhall  we  beft  proclaim  ahj-oad 

The  Konois  of  my  Saviour  God  ;  ; 

When  the  falvaiion  reigns  within/  . 

Aj»d  grace  fubdues  the  pov/*r  of  lin, 

3  Our  flefh  and  fenfe  mull  be  deny'd, 
Paffion  and  envy,  hxft  and  pride  : 
Whilft  jufticcj    cjr-p'rancc.  truth  and  iovt. 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  beari  our  fpijits  wp, 
While  we  expet^  that  blerfed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faitk  (lands  leaning  on  his  wosd. 

ipPmn  CXXXIII.     Comman    Metre. 

L0V6  and  (haritj»      t  Cor.  xiii.  a — 7,  ij,- 
J    T    ET  pharifecs  of  high  efteem 
1-j  Their  faith  and  zeal  declare. 


B.  L  SPIRITUAL  S©NGS.         39a 

All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  fuffers  long  with  patient  eye, 

Nor  is  provokM  in  hafte, 
She  lets  the  prefent  inj'ry  die, 
And  long  forgets  the  pad. 
[g  Malice  and  rage,  thole  iiresof  hell, 
She  quenches  with  her  tongue  : 
Hopes  and  bel-ieves.  and- thinks  no  iH, 
Tho'  VaQ  endures  the  v/rong.] 

4  [S^ie  ne'erdefires  nor  feeks  to  knbxvr 

The  feandals  of  the  time  :      * 
Nor  looks  withpride  on  thofebeloW) 
Nor  envies  thofe  that  clinib,] 

5  She  lays  her  own  aavantage  by. 

To  feek  her  neighbour's  good  ; 
So  God's'  own  Son  came  dov/n  to  die, 
And  bought  our  lives  wirh  blood, 

6  Lov5  is -the  grace  that  keeps  her  pow'r, 

,  In  air  the  realms  above  j 
Their  faith  and  hope  are  knov/n  no  more, 
,  But  faints  for  ever  love. 

i^pmn  CXXXIV.      Ldng  Metre. 

Re'igion  vain  mikout  love,    \  Cor,   xiii.  t,  2,  g.- 
*    TT  AD  I  the  toRgues  of  Greeks  and  JewSj 
JL  JL  And  nobler  fpe-eeh  th?.n  angels  uie, 
If  love  be  abfent.  1  am.  found' 
Like  tinkling  br«%s,  an  cmptv  found. 
^  Were  I  ir^pir'd  to  preach  and.  tell 
AH  that  is  done  in  heav'n  and  hell  ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  reKiovej 
Stifi  I  am  nothing  w-iihout  leve^- 

3  Should  I  diftribuie  ail  my  ilore 
To  feed  the  bovv^  6f  the  poor. 


3^4  HYMNS    ASD  &.  I. 

Or  give  my  body.. to  the  flame. 
To  gain  a  mailyr's  glorious  name; 
4  If  l©ve  to  God  and  love  to  men 

Bi  abfcnt,  all  ray  hopes  are  vain  :  \ 

N(>r  tongues  nor  gifts,  nor  fi'ry  zeal. 
The  works  of  love  can  e'er  fulftl. 

i^Vmn  CXXXy.     Long  Metre. 

The  Uvt  of  Chrifi  flud   abroad  in  the  heart, 

£ph;  iii.    16.  &<:. 

1  /""^OM  E.  dcarc'ft  Lord,  defcend  and  dwell, 
V-^   Lv  faiLhand  love  in  ev'ry  breaft  ; 
Then  {"hall  we  know  and  t?ile,   and  feel 
The  joys  that  cannot  be  exprefs'd. 

«   (iome  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  ftrength, 
Maikc  oui-^t'nlargcd  fouls  pcirffs 
And  icarn  the  hcij;hth.  and  breadth,  and 
Of  thine  unmeafurable  grace.  (length 

3'  NiJw  to  tn'c  God,  whofe  pow'r  can  do 
More  than  our  thoughts  or  wiflics  know, 
Be  ever!-,' fling  honors  done 
By  all  the  chinch,  through  Chrift  his  Son. 

i0pl\n  CXXXVI.    Common  Metre. 

Sincerity  and  Uypocrify  j  &r.  FormaHty  in  W^r^ 
Jiip.  Johi'w.  %^.  Pfalm.cxxix,  23, 

i    /^OD  isa  Spirit,  juft  and  wife  ; 
\J^     He  fees  our  innioftmind  : 
In  vain  to  heav'n  we  raife  our  cric3, 
And  leave  our  foul  •  behind. 

2  Noihinjr  but  truth  before  his  throne, 

Vv'ith  honor  can  appear  : 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
Through  the  difguHe  they  wear. 


B.  I.        SPIRITUAL  SGKGS.  ^5 

0  Their  lifted  eyes  falute  the  fkics, 
Their  bending  knees  the  ground  ; 
But  God  abhors  the  facrificc. 
Where  »ot  the  heart  is  found. 
4  Lord,  fearch  my  thoughts,  ar>d  try  my 
And  make  my  foul  fmcere  :         (ways. 
Tfeen  ihall  I  ftand  before  tin'  face, 
And- find,  acceptance  there.. 

5^?mn  CXXXVII.      Long   Metre. 
SalvatUn  by  grace.     2  Tim.  i.  q,   i<j. 

•%   'IVT^^'^'^  to  the  power  of  Godfupreme 
xN    Be  everlafting  horLors  giv'n  ; 
He  Tayes  from  hell  (we  blefi  his  name 
He  calls  our  wand'ring  feet,  toheav'n, 

s  Not  for  our  duties  or  deferts, 
But  of  his  own  abounding  grace, 
He  works  f?rivation  in  our  hearts, 
And  forms  a  people  for  kis  praife. 

3  Twashis  mere  plea fure  which  begur. 
To  refcue  rebels  doom'd  to  die  : 

He  ^ave  us  grace  in  Chrifthis  Son. 
Before  he  fpread  the  ftavry  fkv, 

4  Jfcfus^  the  Lord,  appears  at  laft. 

And  makes  his  Father's  counfcls  knowr> 
Declares  the  great  tr.infatiions  oaft, 
Andbrings  immortaiblefTings  down, 

5  He  dies'!— and  in  th?t  dreadful  r.ight, 
'Did  all  the  pow'rs  of  \vA\  dePcrov  ; 
Rifing,  he  brought  our  hea^-'n  to  light:. 
And  took  pot?effi.on  of  the  joy, 

^pmn  CXXXVII  I.    Common   Mare. 

Saints  in  the  hands  of  Chi  ft.     John  x.    2^.  ?o' 
t    Tj^IRM  ns  the  earth,  thv  gofpe-I  flands, 
X        Mv  Lord,  my  hope,  my  trufr  { 


^6  HYMNS  AND  B,  I, 

If  1  am  found  in  J^efus*  hands, 
My  foul  can  ne'er  be  loft. 

2  His  honoris  engag'd  to  fave 

The  meaneft  of  his  flieep  ; 
Ail  which  hh  heav'nly  Father  gave, 
His  hands  fecurely  keep, 

3  Nor  death,  nor  helL,  (hall  e'er  remove 

His  fav'rites  from  his  breaft  ; 
In  the  dear  bofom  of  his  love, 
They  muft  for  ever  reft, 

J^jnnH  CXXXIX.    Long  M£tre. 

Ho^e  in  the  covenant,     Heb.  vi.  1-7,  ig. 

iTTOW  oft  have  fin  and  Satan  ftvove 
JlX  To  rend  my  ioul  from  thee,  my  God! 

But  e\'erla fling  is  thy  love, 
.  And  Jtfv,.'  feals  it  with  hi-s  blood, 
a  The  oath  and  promifc  o?  the- Lord, 
Join  to  confirm  the  wond'rous  grace  ; 
Eternal  pow'r  performs  the  word, 
And  fills  allheav'n  with  endlefs^raife, 

3  Amidft  te:-npiations  fharp  and  long, 
My  foul  to  this  ii^d^r  refuge  flies  ; 
Hope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  ftroii^, 
While  tempefts  blow,  and  billows  rife, 

4  The  gofpel  bears  mv  fp'rit  up  : 
A  faithful  and  vmchanging  God 
Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope, 
In  oaths,  and  promifes,.  and  blood. 

i5)3)mn  CXL.      Common   Metre. 

A  living  and  a,- dead  faith.     CollcSizd  Jirem  Jeztr 
rat  fci\ibtures. 


'M 


And  make  their  empty   boa  ft 


rB,  I,         SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  gst? 

Of  inward  joys,  and  fins  forgiv'n, 
While  they  are  ilaves  to  iufi, 
s  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flights 
If  faith  be  cold  snd  dead  : 
None  but  a  living  pow'r  unite.s 
To  Qhrift^  the  living  Head. 

3  'Tis  faith  that  changes  all  the  hearty 

'Tis  faith  which  works  by  love  •, 
That  bids  ali  finful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell. 

By  a  celeftial  pow'r  ; 
This  is  the  grace  which  fhall  prevail- 
In  the  decifive  hour. 
^  [Faith  niiift  obey  her  Father's  willj 
As  well  as  truft  his  grace  ; 
A  pard'ning  God  is  jealous  flill. 
For  his  o"vsm  holinefs 

6  When  from  the  curfe  he  fets  us  free. 

Me  makes  our  natures  clean, 
Nor  would  he  fend  his  Son  to  be 
The  minifter  of  fm. 

7  His  Spirit  purifies  our  frame, 

And  feak  our  peace  with  Gq-xx  % 
jftfus^  and  his  falvation  came 
By  water  and  by  blood.] 

IDpmn  CXLI.     short  Metre. 

■  Thi  humiliation  and  exaltation  of  Chrijh,  Ifa,  Xuju, 

1—5,     lO— .12. 

1  T  X  7HO  has  beliey'd  thy  word, 

V  V       Or  thy  falvation  known--? 
Reveal  thine  arm,  almighty  Lord. 
And  glorify  thy  Son  ! 

2  Ihe  Jews  efleem'd  him  here 
Too  jnean  for  their  belief  : 

K  K 


39^  HYMNS  AKB  iB.  I. 

Sorrov/s  his  chief  acquaintance  were, 
And  his  companion,  grief. 

3  They  tiurn'd  their  ejes  aivay^ 
And  treated  him  with  fcorn  ; 

But  'twas  their  griefs  upon  him  lay. 
Their  forrows  he  has  borne. 

4  'Twas  for  ^e  flubborn  Jews, 
And  Gentiles,  then  unknown, 

The  God  of  juflice  pleas'd  to  biOiifc 
His  beQ:  beloved  Son. 

5  «•  But  I'll  prolong  his  days,     . 

^'  And  make  his  kingdom  ftand; 
^'  My  pleafure,  faith  the  God  of  grace, 

*•  Shall  profper  in  his  hand. 
[6  '•  His  joyful  foul  fh all  fee 

The  purchafe  of  his  pain  : 
/•  And  by  his  knowledge  juftify 

"  The  guilty  fons  of  men.] 
7  ['"  Ten  thoufand  captive  liaves, 

*'  Releas'd  from  death  and  fin, 
•*'  Shall  quit  their  pri fons  and  their  graves, 

And  own  his  pow'r  divine,  j 
8  jlHeav'n  flaall  advance  my  Son 

To  -joys  that  earth  deny'd; 
V/ho  faw  the  follies  men  had  done, 

And  bore'their  fins  and  dy'd."] 

i^J>mn    CXLIf.     Short   Metre, 

Th."  fame.     If  a.  liii.  6— 9 — 12. 

1    T     IKE  fheep  we  v/ent  aflray. 

A—J    And  broke  the  fold  of  God, 
Each  wand'ring  in  adiff'rent  way. 
But  all — the  downward  ro?d. 
2,   How  dreadful  w?s  ihe  hour. 

When  God  cur  wand'ring-s  laid. 


B.  Ic  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  395 

And  did  af  once  his  vegeatice  pour 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head* 

3  Hov/  glpriotts  was  the  grace, 

When  CAri/2  fuftain'd  the  ftroke  ! 
His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays 
A  ranfom  for  the  flock, 

4  His  honor  and  his  brcsth 

Were  taken  both  away  j  j 
Join' d  with  the  \ricked  in  his  deatiij 
And  made  as  vile  as  they. 

5  But  God  fliall  raife  his  head 

O'^r  ^U  the  fons  of  men  \ 
And  make  him  fee  a  numerous  ieed, 
To  recompence  his  pain» 

6  ^'I'il  give  him,  faith  the  Lordj 

*'A  portion  with  the  ftrong  j 
^*He  fhall  poffefs  a  large  reward, 
**And  hold  his  honours  long*'* 

l^pm  CXLIJI.     Common   Metre, 
Charaf^crs  of  the  children  of  Ccd, 

1     A   ^  new  born  babes  delire  the  breall: 
'  S\.  To  feed,  and  grow,  and  thrive  j 
So  faints  with  joy,  the  gofpel  tafte, 
And  by  the  gofpel  liv?» 
g  [With  inward  guft  their  heart  approves 
All  that  the  word  relates  ; 
They  love  the  men  their  Fathea^  loves,. 
And  bate  the  works  he  hates.  J 
3  [Not  all  the  flatt'ring  baits  on  earth, 
Can  make  them  flaves  to  iu.fl,- 
They  can't  forget  their  heav'nly  bi-rthj.  ^ 
Nor  grovel  in  the  duft, 
^  Not  all  the  chains  that  t)^"ants  ufe,. 
Can  bind  their  fouls  t©  vice  ;. 


4^0  HYMNS    A.N»  B.  t.. 

Faith,  like  a  conqu'ror  can  produce 
A  thoufand  vi^lories.^ 
4  (Grace,  like  an  uncorrupted  feed. 
Abides  and  reigns  within  ; 
Immortal  principles  forbid 
The  fons  of  God  te  fin.] 

6  (Not  by  the  terrourg  of  a  Have 

Do  they  perform  his  will. 
But  with  the  nobleft  pow'rs  thay  have, 
His  fweet  commands  fulfil.) 

7  They  find  accefs  at  ev'ry  hour. 

To  God  within  the  veil  ; 
Hence  they  derive  a  quick'ning  pow'r. 

And  joys  that  never  fail. 
3  O  happy  fouls  !  O  glorious  flats 

Of  overflowing  grace  ! 
To  dwell fo  near  their  Father's  feat,. 

Anil  fee  his  lovely  face  ; 
€  Lord,  I  addrefsthy  heav'nly  throne 

Call  me  a  child  of  thine  ; 
Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son 

To  form  my  heart  divine, 
JO  There  fhed  thy  choiceft  love  abroad 

And  make  my  comforts  flrong 
ThcTi  fhall  I  fay  My  Fattier  God 

With  an  unwav'ring  tongue, 

!^^mn  CXLIV.     Common  Mctr<j. 

Tht  zoitnejing  andfcaling  Spirit,  Rom,  viii.  i^ 

i6,  £pk.  \,  13.  14. 
T   T  I^THY  fhould  the  children  of  a  king, 
VV     Go  mourning  all  their  days! 
Great  Cgmforter,  defend  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 
£  Doft  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  faints, 
And.fyal  theh€i;-s  cf.hcav;n  ? 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  401 

When  wilt  thoubanifh  my  complaintSj 
And  {how  my  fms  forgiv'n  ? 

3  Affur-e  my  confcience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  wiaiefs  with  my  he^rt^ 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnefl  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ; 
And  thy  foft  wings,  celeftial  Dove 
Will  fafe  convey  me  home. 

!^pm  CXLV.  Common   Metre. 

Chriji  and  AatoUj  taken  from  Heh  Vii.  9> 
a  TESUS  in  thee,  oureyes  behold 
J    A  thoufand  glories  more 
Than  the  rich  gems  and  polifh'd  gold 
The  fons  of  Aaren  wore. 
2-  They  firft  their  own  burnt  offerings  bro't 
To  purge  themfelves  from  iin  ; 
Thy  life  was  pure  without  a  fpot, 
And  all  thy  nature  clean. 
Ql  Fre{h  blood,  as  conftant  as  the  day, 
Was  on  their  altar  fpilt  : 
But  thy  one  olf 'ring  takes  away 
Forever  all  our  guilt. 1 
[^4  Their  prieilhood  ran  through  fev'ral  haad^ 
For  mortal  was  their  race  \ 
Thy  never  changing  office  flands 
Eternal  as  thy  days.] 
[5  Once,  in  the  circuit  of  a  year, 
With  blood,  but  not  his  own, 
Aaron  within  the  vail  appear'd, 
Before  the  golden  throne. 
6  But  Chrifl  by  his  own  pov*''rful  blood, 
Afcends  above  the  fkies  ; 
And,  in  the  prefence  of  our  God, 
Shows  his'own  facrifice.l 
K  K  2 


403 


HYMNS'  AM»  B.  h 


7  J^/'^h  *^^c  I^'-og  of  gtory,  reigns 

Oa  Sion's  heavenly  hill  ;  i 

Looks  like  a  lamb  that  has  been  {laiii, 
And  wears  his  priefthood  ftilU 
S  He  ever  lives  to  intercede 
Before  his  Father's  face  : 
Give  him,  my  foul,  tky  caufe  to  plead, 
Nor  doubt  th«  Father's  grace. 

J^jmn  CXLVr.     Long  Metre. 

CkaraBcrsofCkriJt. 

^   /^  O  worfhip  at  Imrianuel's  f«ct, 

XJX  See,  in  his  face,  what  wonders  meet  ?: 
Jiarth  is  too  narrow  to  exprefs 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

[2  The  whole  creation  can  afford 
But  fome  faint  fhadows  of  my  Lord  ; 
Nature,  to  malce  his  beauties  known, 
Maft  mingle  colours  not  her  owh,] 

j[3  Is  htcoinpar^d  to  udne  of  bread  ? 

Dear  Lord,  our  fouls  would  thus  be  fed  : 
That  flefh,  that  dying  blood  of  thine 
Is  bread  of  life — is  heav'nly  wine. 3  ^ 

[^4  Is  he  a  Tree  ?  The  world  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healing  leaves  : 
Thit  righteous  branch,  that  fruitful  bougla. 
Is  David's  root  and  offspring  too.] 

[^  Is  he  a  roje  ?  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  fragrancy  in  all  her  fields  : 
Or,  if  the  Zf(;he  affume, 
The  valines  blefs  the  rich  perfurrie.] 

[6  /;  he  a  Vine  S  His  heavenly  root 

Supplies  the  boughs  with  life  and  frtrit  ; 

O,  let  a  laftlng  union  join 

My  foul  to  Ghrift  the  living  vine  ! 


B.  L  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  4^3 

[7  Is  he  tkt  Head  ?  Each  member  lives, 
And  owns  the  vital  pow'r  he  gives  ; 
The  faints  below,  and  faints  above, 
Join'd  by  his  Spirit  aad  his  love.J 
\%  Is  hi  a  Fountain  ?  There  I'll  bathe, 
And  heal  the  plague  of  fin  and  death  : 
Thefe  waters  all  my  foul  renew, 
And  cleanfc  my.  fpotted  garments  too.] 
9  [/.f  he  ajirt  ?  He'll  purge  my  drofs : 
But  the  true  gold  fuftains  no  lofs  ^ 
Like  a  refiner  fball  he  ii^, 
And  tread  the  refufs  with  his  l^ct.] 

to  \_Js  he  a  rock  ?  How  firm  he  proves  ! 
The  rock  of  ages  never  moves  ; 
Yet  the  fweet  ilreams  that  from  him  flow 
Attend  us  all  the  defcrt  through.] 

J  i  [Is  he  a  wdy  ?  He  leads  to  God, 
The  path  is  drawn  in  lines,  of  blood  *, 
There  would  I  walk  v/ith  hope  and  ieal, 
'Till  I  arrive  at  Zion's  hill.] 

$2  \^Is  he  a  door  ?  I'll  enter  in  ; 
Behold  the  paftures  large  and  green  % 
A  paradife  divinely  fair; 
None  but  the  fheep  have  freedom  there.] 

a 3  \_Is  he  defign'd  a  corner ^one, 

For  men  to  build  their  h/av'n  upon  ? 
I'll  make  him  nay  foundation  too. 
Nor  fear  the  plots  ofliell  below.) 

34  {Is  he  a  tempk  ?  I  adore 

Th'  indwelling  majefty  and  pow'r; 
And  flill  to  his  md ft  holy  placfi 
Whene'er  I  pray,  I  turn  my  face.) 

3^  (Is  he  afiar  ?  He  breaks  the  night, 
Piercing  the  fhades  with  dawning  light  ? 
I  know  his  glories  from  afar, 
3  know  the  bright,  JtKc  mornijig  ftar.) 


404  HYMNS    and  B,,I. 

i6  {Is  h<  afuri  ?  ilis  beams  are  grace, 
His  courle  is  joy  and  rigliteoufnefs  : 
Nations  rejoice  when  he  appears 
To  chace  their  clouds,  and  dry  their  tears.) 

17  (O  let  me  climb  thofe  higher  fkies,  ; 

VVheie  ftorms  ani  darknefs  never  rife  ! 
There  he  difplays  his  povv'rs  abroiid, 
And  ihines  and  reigns  th'  incarnate  God.) 

J  8  Nor  earth,  nor  feas,  nor  fan,  nor  ftars, 
Nor  heav'n  his  full  refemblance  bears  j 
His  beauties  we  can  never  trace, 
'Till  we  behold  him  face  to  face, 

|)pmn  CLXVIL     Long  Metre.   1 

Thinamis  and  titles  of  Chrijl,  from  fevervl/cripr 
lures, 

1  ?'  I  'IS  from  the  treafurc  of  his  word 

JL     I  borrow  titles  fer  my  Lord  ; 
Nor  art  nor  nature  can  fupply 
SufHcient  forms  of  majefty, 

2  Bright  image  of  the  leather's  face, 
Shining  with  undiminifti'd  rays  ; . 
Th'  eternal  God's  eternal  Son. 

The  heir  and  partner  of  liis  throne.) 
3'  The  King  of  kings,  the  Lord  moft  high^  . 
Writes  his  own  name  upon  his  thigh, 
He  wears  a  garment  dipt  in  blood, 
And  breaks  the  nations  with  his  rod, 

4  Where  grace  can  neither  melt  nor  movc,- 
The  lamb  refents  his  jj^n  jur'd  jo_ve. 
Awakes  his  wrath  vmhout  delay, 

And  ^MAflA's  lion  tears  the  prey. 

5  But  when  for  works  of  peace  he  comeSj 
What  winning  titles  he  affumes  ! 
Light  of  the  zoorld,  and  life  ef  men  ; 
Js^or  bears  thofe  char*ft«rs  in  vainp 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SO'NGSt  405. 

6  With  tender  pity  in  his  heart, 

He  a6ls  the  Mediator's  part  ; 

A  friend  and  brother  he  appears, 

And  well  fulfils  the  name  he  wears. 
f^  At  length  the  Judge  his  throne  afcends^ 

Divides  the  rebels  from  his  friends. 

And  faints  in  full  fruition  prove 

His  rich  variety  of  love, 

^^mn  CXLVIII.    Particular  Metre, 

The /ami  as  the  cxlviiith  Pfalm, 
1  (T  ^7ITH  cheerful  voice  i  fmg 
VV     The  titles  of  my  Lordj 
And  borrow  all  the  names 
Of|honor  from  his  word  } 
Nature  and  art 

Can  ne'er  fupply 
Sufficient  forms 
Of  majefly. 
In  Jefus  we  behold 
His  Father's  glorious  face^ 
Shining  forever  bright 
With  mild  and  lovely  rays  i 
Th'  eternal  Qod's. 

Eternal  Son 
Inherits  and 

Partakes  the  throne.) 
3.  The  fov 'reign  King  ef  kings^ 
The  Lord  of  lords  mofthigh, 
'Writes  his  own  f^me  upon, 
His  garment  and  his  thigh  : 
His  name  is  call'd 
The  zoord  of  Godf 
He  rules  the  earth 
With  iron  rod. 
4  Where  promifes  and  grace 
Can  neith«rmeU  nor  move. 


4»6  HYMNS  ANi>  B.  r 

The  angry  lamb  refents 
Th'  injuries  of  his  love  ;. 

Awakes  his  wrath 
Without  delay,- 
As  lions  roar,- 

And.  tear  the  prey. 
5  But  when  for  works  of  peaccr 
The  great  Redeemer  comes, 
What  gentle  charafters. 
What  title?  he  alTumcs ! 
Light  of  the  wcrldy 
And  Life  of  men  ; 
Nor  will  he  bear 
Thofp.  names  in  vain, 
S  Immenfe  compaiTion  reigns 
In  our  ImmanucVs  heart, 
When  he  defcends  to  aft 
A  Mediator's  part, 
He  is  a  friend, 

And  brother  too  ; 
Divinely  kind 
Divinely  true, 
7  At  length  the  Lord,^  the  Judgt^ 
His  awful  throne  afcends,    . 
And  drives  the  rebels  far 
From  favourites  and  friends. 
Then  fnall  the  faints 
Completely  prove 
The  heights  and  dopths 
Of  all  his  love. 

|)J)mn     CXLVIX.     Long  Metrc« 

Thi  offices  &f  Chrijl.  from  fcvtral  Jcriptura^ 
%    TOIN  a'il  the  names  cf  love  and  pow'r^ 
J    That  ever  men  or  angels  bore, 
All  are  too  mean  to  fpcak  his  worth, 
O  fct  Imvianud'^  §^C)ry  forth. 


B,l,  SPmirUAL' SONGS.  407 

3  But  O  what  con defcendir>g  ways 

He  i^kes  to  teach  his  heavenly  grace  I 
My  eyes  with  joy  and  wonder  fee 
What  forms  ot  i»ve  he  bears  to  m^, 
;g  (The  Angel  of  the  covenant  {tar As> 
Vvith  his  commifiion  in  his  har.ds. 
Sent  from  his  Father's  milder  tkrone. 
To  make  the  great  faivation  known.) 

4  (Great  Prophet !   let  me  blefs  thy  Bame  ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  tidings  came 

Of  wrath  appeas'd  of  hns  forgiv'n, 

OF  heli  fubdu'd,  and  peace  with  heay'ii.) 

5  (My  bright  example  and  my  guide^ 

I  would  be  walking  near  thy  iide  ; 

0  let  me  never  run  aftray, 
Nor  follow  the  forbidden  way  ! 

6  I  love  my  Shepherd,  he  fliali  keep 

My  wand'ring  fcul  amongfl  his  iheep  % 
He  feeds  his  flocks,  he  calls  their  nanieSj 
And.  in  his  boforn  bears  the  lambs.) 

7  (My  Surety  undertikes  my  caufe, 
Anfw'ring  his  Faiher's  broken  la%v<s  ; 
Beheld  my  foul  at  freedom  fct, 

My  Surety  paid  the  dreadful  debt.) 
-8  (JefuSj  my  great  High  PrieJ^  hss  dy'd, 

1  ieek  no  facrifice  befide  ; 

His  blood  did  once  for  all  atone, 

And  now  it  pleads  befcrre  the  throne.) 
9   My  Advccate  app<;^rs  on  high, 

The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by  ; 

Not.  all  that  earth  or  hell  can  fay 

Shall  turn  my  Father's  heart  away, 
JO  (My  Lord,  my  Conqu'ror  and  my  King^ 

Thy  fceptre,  and  thy  fword  I  fmg  ; 

Thine  is  the  vitt'ry,  and  1  Ut 
A  joyf-ul  fubjeci  at  thy  feet. 


4o8  HYMNS    ANB  B.  i. 

11  (Afpire,  my  foul,  to  glorious  deeds, 
•  The  Captain  of/alvation  leads  : 

March  on,  norfear  to  win  the  day, 
Though  death  and  hell  obftruft  the  way.) 

12  Should  death  and  hell,  andpow'rsunknowiij 
Put  all  their  forms  of  mifchief  on, 

1  fliall  be  fafe  ;  for  Chrif.  difplays 
Salvation  in  more  fov 'reign  ways.) 

!S)pmn  CL.      Particular  Mctrc;. 

The/ams  as  the  cxlviiith  PJalm^ 
i     TOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
J    Of  wifdom,  love,  and  pow'r, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
That  angels  ever  bore  : 
All  are  too  mean 

To  fpeak  his  worth, 
Too  mean  to  fet 
My  Saviour  forth. 

2  But,  O  what  gentle  terms, 
What  condefcenditig  ways 
Doth  our  Redeemer  ufe, 

To  teach  hijs  heav'nly  grace  ! 
Mine  eyes  with  joy 
And  wonder  fee 
What  forms  of  love 
He  bears  for  me, 

3  (Array'din  mortal  flefh,  ^ 
He  like  an  angel  fhands,  * 
And  holds  the  promifcs 

And  pardons  in  his  hands. 
Commiffion'd  from  ^ 

His  father's  throne  ; 
To  mak^  his  gr^ice 
To  mortals  known.) 

4  (Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 

My  tongue  would  blefs  thy  nrnis.; 


i.l.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS  4^^ 

By  thee  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  falvation  came  ; 
The  joyful  news 

Of  fins  forgiv'n. 
Of  hell  fubdu'd, 

And  peace  with  heav'n.) 
-^  [Be  thou  my  ceunfcUor^ 
My  pattern  and  my  guide  ; 
And  through  this  defart  land 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  fide. 
O  lei  my  feot 

Ne'er  run  aftray, 
Nor  rove  nor  feek 
The  crooked  way!  j 
"^  (Liove  my  Shepherd's  voice. 
His  watchful  eyes  fhall  keeo 
My  wand'ring  foul  among 
The  thoufands  of -his  fheep  i 

He  feeds  his  flock,  J 

He  calls  their  names, 
Hisbofom  bears 
The  tender  lambs.) 
^  (To  this  dear  Surtty's,  hand 
Will  I  commit  mv  caufe  ; 
He  anfwers  and  fulfils 
His  Father's  breken  laws» 
Behold  my  foul 

At  freedom  fet ! 
My  Surety  pai<i 

The  dreadful  debt.) 
^   [J^J^^  "^y  gr^^t  H-igh  Prlefz-^ 
Gtfer'd  his  Wood  and  dy'd  ; 
My  gui4tv  eonfciencc  feeks 
No  facriike  befide. 
His  pow'rful  blood 
Did  once  atone  ; 
L    L 


v^lO 


HYxMNS     AND  B.  t. 


And  now  it  pleads 
Before  the  throne.) 
^  {My  advocate  appears 
For  my  defence  or  high  ; 
The  Father  hows  his  ears. 
And  lays  his  thunder  by. 
Not  all  that  hell 

Or  nn  can  fay, 
Shall  turn  his  heart, 
His  love  awavy) 
vjo  (My  dear  Almighty  Lor  J. 
My  Conqu'r or  and  my  King^ 
Thy  Iceptre  and  thy  fword, 
Thy  reigning  grace  I  fing. 
Thine  is  the  pow'r  ; 

Behold  1  fit  ^ 
In  willing  bonds     .  ^ 
Beneath  thy  feet.) 
-.  1   fNow  let  my  foul  arife, 
"'And  tread  the  tempter  down  ; 
My  Captain  leads  me  forth 
To  conqueft  and  a  crown. 
A  feeble  faint 

Shall  win  the  day- 
Thoua;h  death  and  hell 
Obftruas  the  woy, 
^   Should  all  the  hofts  of  death, 
""  \nd  pow'rs  of  hell  unknown, 
Put  their  moft  dreadful  forms 
Of  rage  and  mifchief  on  ;      . 
I  fnall  be  fsfe, 

For  Chrijl  difplays 
Sviperlour  pow'r 

And 'guardian  gvi  c ;. 

.^>JD     0..1     THE     FIRST     B  (?  O  K, 


B  O  O  K     IL 


Compofeb  ON  ^ibine  i)ubiea^* 


^pxn  I-      Long   Metre.    . 
A  Song  of  Prai/e  to  God. 
i   IVTATUPvE,  with  all  her  pou  V,  (Izzll  fmg, 

X.-H    Go>i  the  CFecitor.  arid  the  King  ; 

N -r  air.  nor  eanh,  nor  fkies,  nor  feas, 

Deny  the  tribute  of  their  praife. 
s  (Begin  to  make  his  glories  known. 

Ye  feraphs,  that  fit  near  his  throne  ; 

Tune  your  harps  high,.and  fpread  the  found, 

To  the  creation's  utrooil  bound.) 

3  (All  mortal  things  of  meaner  frame, 
Exert  your  force,  and  own  his  name  ; 
Whilft  with  our  fouls,  and  with  our  voice, 

V   AVe  fmg  his  honors,,  and  our  joys.) 

4  (To  him  be  facredall  we  have,' 
From  the  'voung  cradle  to  the  grave  : 
Our  lips  fhall  his  loud  wonders  tell, 
And  everv  word  a  miracle.) 

5  (Thefe  Weftern  fhores,  our  native  land, 
Lies  fafe  in  the  Almighty's  hand  ! 
Our  foes  of  .vift'ry  drcsm  in  vain, 
And  v/car  the  c?;ptivating  chj.in.-j 


41 1  HYMNS  ANB"  B.H. 

G  (Rife  monumental  praifes  high 
To  him  that  thunders  through  the  fky;, 
And  with  an  awful  nod  or  frown. 
Shakes  an  afpiring  tyrant  down.) 

7  (Pillars  of  lafting  brafs  proclaim 
The  iriumphi  of  th*  eternal  name  ; 
While  trembling  nations  read  from  far 
The  honours  of  the  God  of  war.) 

S  Thus  let  our  flaming  zeal  employ 

Our  loftieil  thoughts,  and  loudeft  fonajs  5 
Let  there  be  fung  with  warmefl  joy 
Hofanna  from  ten  thoufand  tongues, 

9  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  feeble  frame^ 
Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  name  ; 
The  ftrongefl  notes  that  angels  raife, 
Faint  in  the  worfnip  and  the  praifc. 

ip^lWU  If-     Common  Metre. 

The  D<aih  of  a  Sinner, 

5.  A /f  Y  thoughts  on  awful  fubjefb  rptti^ 
XVX     Damnation  and  the  dead  : 
What  horrors  feize  the  guilty,  foul 
Upon  a  4ying  bed, 

2  Ling'ring  nbout  thefe  mortal  fhores,. 

She  makes  a  long  delay, 
'Till  like  a  flood  with  rapid  force, 
Death  fweeps  the  wretch  away, 

3  Then,  fwift  and  dreadful,  fhc  defccnds 

Down  to  the  fiery  coaft, 
Amongfl  ahominablc  fiends, 
Herfelf  a  frighted  ghoil, 
A  There  endlef  s  crouds  of  finners  lie, 
And  darkncfs  makes,  their  chain*  : 
Tortur'd  with  keen  dcfpair  they  cry^ 
Yet  wait  for  fiercej  pains,. 


P>.  II.      .    SPIRITUAL  SONGS.-  413 


^  Not  ail  their  anguifh  and  their  blood 
For  their  old  guilt  atones, 
Nor  the  compaffion  of  a  God 
Shall  hearken  to  their  groans. 
6  Amazing  grace,  that  kept  my  breath, 
Nor  bid  my  foui  remove, 
'Till  1  had  learn 'd  my  Saviour's  deathj 
And  well  in-iur'd  his  love  ! 

^T^HBU    III-     Common  Metre. 
llie  Death  and  Burial-of  a  Saint. 

1  T  T  THY  do  we  motirn  departing  friends  ? 

W      Or  fhake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
*Tis  but  the  voice  ih.nt  ycfus  {ends 
To  call  them  to  his  ^rms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too 

As  faft  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor^fhould  we  wifh  the  hours  more  How 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 
S-Why  fhouid  we  tremble  to  convey 
Tire ir  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  desr  flefh  of  Jefushy 
And  left  along  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  faints  he  blels'd, 

And  foften'd  every  bed  : 
Wiiere  Ihould  the  dying  members  refij. 
Bnr  witli  the  dving  Hsad  ? 

5  ■'Thence  he  arofe,  afcended  high. 

And  Ihow'd  our  feet  the  Way  ; 
Up  to  the  Lord  otir  flefh  fliall  fly, 
At  the  great  rihng  day. 

6  Then  let  the  laft  loud  trumpet  foundj 

And  bid  our  kindred  rife  ; 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  groundj 
Ye  faints  afcend  the  fkies. 
I--   L  2 


topmn    IV.     Long  Metre. 

Salvation  in  the  Crofs. 

^    T  T  ERE  at  thy  crols.  my  dying  God^. 
X  X   I  lay  my  ibui  beneath  thy  love, 
Beneath  the  droppings  of  thy  blood, 
jfifus^  r^or  fhall  it  e'er  remove. 

2  Not  all  that  tyrants  think  or  fay, 
With  rage  or  lightning  in  their  eyes. 
Nor  hell  fhall  fright  my  heart  away. 
Should  hell  with  all  its  legions  rife. 

3.  Should  worlds  confpire  to  drive  me  thenceg 
Movelefe  and  firm  this  heart  fhould  lie 
Refoiv'd  (for  that's  my  laft  defence) 
If  1  muft  peiifh,  there  to  die. 

4  But  fpeak.  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear; 
Am  I  not  fafe  beneath  thy  Ihade? 
Thy  vengeance  will  not  ftrike  me  here,. 
Nor  Satan  dare  my  foul 'invade. 

5  Yes,  I'm  fecure  beneath  thy  blopd, 
And  all  my  foes  fhall  Icfe  their  igim  ; 
Hofanna  to  my  dying  God, 

And  my  bell  honours  to  his  name, 

iDpmn  v.     Long  Metre; 

Longing  to  praife  Chrift  better. 

%  T  ORD5  when  my  thoughts  with  wonder 
jk  J  O'er  the  fharp  forrows  of  thy  foul,  (roil 
And  rea<^  my  Maker's  broken  lawi, 

■    Repair'd  2nd  honour'd  by  the  crofs  : 

2  When  I  behold  death,  hell,  and  fm, 
Vanquifh'd  by  that  dear  blood  of  thine, 
And  fee  the  Man  that  groan 'd  and  dy'd, 
Sit  g-orious  by  his  Father's  fide  : 

3  My  paiTions  rife  and  foar  above, 

I'm  wing'd  with  faiih.  and  fir.'d  with  love: 


S.  II.  SPIRnrUAL  SONGS  415, 

Fain  would  T  reach  eternal  things. 

And  learn  the  notes  that  Gabriel  h'^gs, 
4_  But  my  heart  fails,  my  tongue  coniyiains, 

For  want  of  their,  immortal  flfains  ; 

And  in  fuch  humble  notes  as  theie 

Muft  fall  below  thy  viGlcries. 
5.  Well,  the  kind  minute  muft  appear. 

When  we  fhali  leave  thefe  bodies  iiere;. 

Thcfe  clogs  of  clay 5,  and  mcuot  on  higbj^ 

To  join  the  fongs  above  the  ft.y. 

i^ptnit    VI.     Gommoii  Metre. 
A  morning  Sang, 

i  /^NCE  more,  my  foul,  the  rifmg  day 
\^  Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  that  rolls  the  fkaes. 
2-  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 
The  day  renews-  the  found, 
Wide  as  the  heavVn  on  which  he  fits 
To  turn  the  feafons  round. 

3  *Tis  he  fupports  my  mortal  frame,. 

My  tongue  fhall  fpeak  his  praife  ; 
My  fir>s  would  roufe  his  wra-th  to  flaan^j 
And'yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  (On  a  poor  worm  thy.pow'r  might  treadj 

And  I  could, ne'er  withstand  : 
Thy  juftice  might  have  crulh'd  me  dead., 
But  mercy  held  thine  hand. 

5  A  thoufand  wretched  fouls  are  fied 

Since  the  lafl  fetting  fun, 
And  yet  thou  iength'neft  out  my  thready, 
And  yet  my  moments  run.) 
Q.  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine^ 
Whil ft  I  enjoy  the  light  J. 


4^t>  HYMNS  ANo  B.  rr. 

Then  ikajl  my  fan  in  I'mtlc^  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleafant  night. 

fpJ)rilU.  Vil.   Common  Metre.     . 

A71  Evening  Song. 

1  THREAD  Sov'rergn,iet  my  evening  fong. 
A_J   Like  holy  incenle  rife  : 

AfTift  the  offiirgs  of  my  tongue, 
To  reach  the  lofty  fkies.  . 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 

Thy  hand  W2S  fl-i:l  my  guard, 
And  tlill  to  driVe'my  wants  away. 
Thy  mercy  fteod  prepar'd, 
g  Perpetual  blefTings  from  above 
Incompafs  me  around  : 
But  O  how  few  returns  of  love. 
Hath  my  Creator  found  !  ' 

4  What  have  1  done  f«r  him  that  dy'd 

To  fare  my  wretched  foul  ?  ^ 

How  are  my  follies  multiply'd, 
Fad  as  the  minutes  roll  ? 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine 

To  thy  dear  crcfs  1  flee. 
And  to  thy  grace  my  foul  refign, 
To  be  renew'd  by  thee. 

6  Sprinkled  af re fh  with  pard'ning  blood  ■ 

I  lay  me  down  to  reft, 
As  in  the  embraci&s  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour's  breaii, 

f^PUlH  VIII.      Common    Metre. 

A  Hymn  for  Morning  or  Evening,, 

i  TT  OS  ANN  A,  with  a  cheerful  found, 
XX  To  G^d's  upholding  hand  ; 
I'en  thoufand  fnareSv^ttend  us  round. 
And  yet  (ecure  wc  iland. 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL   SONGS  415 

«  That  was  a  moft;  amazing  po-v'r^ 
That  rais*d  us  with  a  word, 
And  ev'ry  day  and  ev'ry  hour, 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord, 
3-  The  ev'ning  refts  our  weary  head, . 
And  angels  guard  the  room  ; 
"We  v/ake,  aad  we  admire  the  bed 
That  was  not  made  our  tomb. 
4  The  rifing  morning  can't  afllire 
That  we  fhali  end  the  day  ! 
For  death  (lands  ready  at  the  duier 
To  feize  our  lives  away. 
1^   Our  breath  i-s  fgrfeited  by- fio 
To  God's  revenging  law  ; 
We  own  thy  grace  immortal  King^ 
In  ev'ry  gafp  we  draw. 
4  God. is  burfun,  whofe  daily  light 
Our  joy  and  iVfety  brings  ; 
Our  feeble  ilefn  lies  fafe  at  night 
jSeneath  his  Oiady  wings, 

!|pm  IX.      CommoD^  Metre. 

Godly  Sorrow  ar ifiug from  the  Siiffcrinp  ofChfiJti^ 

t   •  A    LAS  !  and  did  m.y  Saviour  bleed  !  "^ 
X\.,  And  did  my  SovYeigM,  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  facred  head 
For  fach  a  worm  as  I  ? 
2,  [Thy  body  {lain,  fweet  Jtjus.^  thinCj 
And  bath'd  in  its  own  blood. 
While  all  expos'd  to  wrath,  divine,. 
The  glorious  fuflF'rer  flood  !] 
3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 
He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amusing  pity  I  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond,  degree  I 


4t8  HYMNS  AN9      *  B.   IT, 

4  Well  JTiigiit  the  fun  in  ^arknefs  hide, 

And  fhut  his  glories  in,. 
When  God  the  mighty  M?.ker  dy'd 
For  man,  ths  creature's  fm. 

5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blufhing  face 

While  his  dear  crofs  appears, 
-  Diffolve  my  heart  in  thankfulhefs, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  in  tears. 
€  But  drops  of  tears  ean  ne'er  repay 
The  dc-bt=  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Here,  Lord.  I  give  myfeJf  away, 
-Tis  all  that  1  can  do. 

^J>mU     X.        ComiTion     Mctr^v 

Bartinf;  zvith  Carnal  Joys. 

i«  1\  /TY  rouiTorfakes  her  v?in  delight     ' 
iVX     And  bids  the  world  farewel  ; . 
Bafe  as  the  dirt  beneath  rwy  feet, 
And  mifchievous  as  hell 
s  No  longer  will  1  sfk  your  love. 
Nor  ieek  your  friendfbjp  more  ; 
The  happinefs  that  J. approve 
Lies  not  within  your  pow'r, 

3  There's  nothing  round  this  fpacious  eailh 

That  faits  niy  kjge  defire  : 
To  boundlefs  joy  and  folid  mirth 
My  nobler  thoughts  afpire. 

4  [Where  plofure  ro'is  its  living  blood, 

From  fiii  and  drofs  refin'd, 
Stiil  fpringing  from  the  throne  of 'God^ 

Aiqd  fit  to  cheer  the  mind. 
5^  The  Almighty  Rialcr  cf  the  fphere,- 

The  glorious  and  the  great. 
Brings  his  own  All-fufficience  there, 

To  nuke  our  bli'fs  complete.} 


B.  11.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  419 

6  Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
I'd  climb  the  heav'nly  road  ; 
There  fits  my  Saviour  dreft  in  love,. 
And  there  myfmiling  God. 

^})mn  SI.     Long  Mar<i. 
The  fame.  ^ 
-1   T   SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away  ; 
JL  Away  ye  tempttsrs  of  the  mind, 
Falfe  as  the  fmooth  deceitful  fea, 
And  empty  as  the  whiflling  wind. 

2  Your  ftreams  were  floating  me  along 
Down  to  th€  gulf  of  black  defpair, 
And  v/hilft  1  iifben'd  to  your  fong, 
Your  fireams  had  e'en  convey'd  me  there-, 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchlefs  grace, 
That  warn'd  me  of  that  dark  abyfs  : 
That  drew  me  from  thofe' treach'rous  Teas, 
And  bid  m.efeek  fuperiour  blifs. 

^   Now  to  the  fhining  realms  above 

I  ftretch  mv  hands  and  glance  my  eyes  : 
O  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  fkies  ! 

^  There  from  the  bofom.  of  my  God 
Oceans  of  eEdlefs  pleafure  roll ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  la  ft  ab^de. 
And  drown  the  forrows  of  my  foul. 

ipgmn  Xn.      Common      Metre. 

fhri/iis  the  Sukftanct  of  the  Leviiical  PriejlhaoL 

1   ^  I  ''HE  true  hitjjiah  now  appears, 
X     The  tyoes  aj;e  all  witlidrawn  ; 
So  fly  the  fliadows  and  the  ilars 
Before  the  rihng  dav/n. 
1S  No  imoaking  fweets,  nor  bleeduig  Icvmbs^ 
Nor  kid  nor  bullock  fiinn  : 


42&  HYMNS   AM»  B.II. 

InceRfe  and  fpic2  cf  coftlv  names 
Would  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 

3  Aaron  mnii  lay  hi:i  robes  away, 

His  mitrs  and  ins  veft, 
When  God  hir:felf  comts  down  t©  be 
The  offTing  and  the  prieft. ' 

4  He  took  our  mortal  i[^{h.  to  fhow 

The  wonder?  of  his  love  ; 
For  us  he  paid  his  life  below, 
And  prays  for  us  above. 

5  Father,  he  cries,  forgive  their  fins. 

For  I  myfelf  have  dy'd  ; 
And  then  he  fhows  his  open'd  veins. 
And  pleads  his  wounded  fide. 

Jppmn    XIII.      Long   Metre. 

The   Creation,    Prefcrvation,    Difolution,    and 
Refteration  of  this  world, 

1  OING  to  the  Lord  that  built  the  flcies, 
O   The  Lord  that  rear'd  this  (lately  frarne  5 
Let  all  the  nations  found  his  praii'e. 

And  lands  unknown  repeat  his  name. 

2  He  fonr.'d  the  feas,  and  form'd  the  hills, 
Made  ev'ry  drop  andev'ry  duft. 
Nature  and  time,  with  all  their  wheels, 
And  put  them  into  motion  (irft, 

3  Nov/  from  his  high  i\i\perial  throne, 
He  looks  far  dov/n  upon  the  fpheres, 
He  bids  the  Ihining  orbs  roll  on, 
And  round  he  turns  the  ni^fty  years. 

4  Thus  Oiali  this  moving  engii^e  iail 
*Till  all  his  faints  are  gathcr'd  in, 
Then  for  the  trumpei't  drcad-ful  blrnl; 
To  fhr.ke  it  all  tC  dufh  again  ; 

5  Yet  when  the  found  fliali  tear  the  lk:c:>; 
And  iigluning  burn  the  gJobc  below. 


B.  II.        SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  4^^ 

Saints  you  may  lift  your  joyful  eyes. 
There's  a  new  heav'n  and  earth  for  you. 

8)|)Tnn    XiV.      short   Metre. 

The  Lord's  Day  ;  cr  Delight  in  ordinanca^ 
iTX  rELCOME  fweet  day  of  reft, 
V  V     That  faw  the  Lord  arife  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breaft. 
And  ihefe  rejoicing  eyes  ! 

2  The  King  hinifelf  comes  near. 
And  feafts  his  faints  to  day  ; 

Here  -we  may  fit  and  fee  him  hert. 
And  love,  and  praife,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidfl  the  place 
Where  my  dear  God  hath  been^ 

Isfweeter  than  ten  thoufand  day^ 
Of  pleafurable  fin. 

4  My  willing  foul  would  ftay 
In  fuch  a  frame  as  this, 

And  fit  and  fing  herfelf  away. 
To  everlafting  blifs. 

i)J>mn  XV.     Long   Metre. 
The  enjoyment  <?/'Chrifl;:  or^  delight  in  Zijorfiap^- 
\    17^  A R  from  my  tho'ts,  vain  world  be  gone 
A     Let  my  religous  hours  alone  ; 
Fain  would  my  eyes  roy  Saviour  fee, 
I  wait  a  vifit,  L/aqd,  from  thee. 
2  My  heart  groWswarm  with  holy  fire^ 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  defire , 
Come,  my  dear  J^fus^  from  above, 
And  feed  my  loul  with  heav'nly  love, 
I  (The  trees  of  life  immortal  Hand 
In  beauteous  rows  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  in  fweet  murmurs  by  their  fide, 
Rivers  of  blifs  perp'stual  glide* 
Mm 


4?*  HYMNS     AND  .B.II. 

^  Hafte  then,  hut  with  a  fmiiingfacc, 
And  fpread  the  table  of  thy  grace  : 
Bring  down  a  tafte  of  truth  divine, 
And  cheer  my  heart  with  facred  wine.) 

c:  Bkifi'd  ^^fii^i  ^hat  delicifius  fare, 
IFow  fweet  ihy  entertainments  arc  ; 
Never  did  angels  tafte  above, 
Redeeming  grace,  and  dying  love. 
x6  Hail,  great  Imvianud,  all  divine  ! 
In  theT   thy  Father's  glories  (hine  : 
Thou  brighteftj.fweeteft,  faireft  One 
"Whom  eyes  havefeen  or  angels  known, 
g)jmn  XV  [.      Long    Metre. 
Part  the  fecond. 

.1    T    ORD,  what  aheav'n  of  faving  grace, 
.1  J  Shines  thro'  the  beauties  of  thy  face 
And  lights  our  paffions  to  a  flame  ! 
Lord,  how  velove  thy  charming  name. 

a  When  I  can  fay,  my  God  is  mine, 
When!  can  feel  thy  glories  fhine, 
I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
And  all  the  earth  calls  good  or  great, 
While  fuch  a  fcene  of  facred  joys, 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  and  fouls  employs, 
H^re  we  could  fit  and  gaze  away, 
A  long,  anevcrlafting  day. 

^  Well,  we  {hall  quickly  pafs  the  night, 
To  the  fair  coafts  of  perfcft  light ; 
Then  fhall  our  joyful  fenfes  rove 
O'er  the  dear  object  of  our  love. 

,5  (There  (hall  we  drink  full  draughts  of  bUfs., 
And  pluck  new  life  fromheav'nly  trees  ; 
Yet  now  and  then,  dear  Lord,  beftow 
A  drop  of  heav'n  on  worms  below, 

4-G  Send  comforts  down  from  thy  right  hand, 
W'hilc  we  pafs  through  this  bar.renland  ; 


E;  m  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  4^.3 

And  in  thy  temple  let  us  fee 
A  gHmpfe  of  love,  a  glimpfe  of 'thee.) 
i^pmn  XVII.      Common  Metre. 
Ged's  eternity, 
1    T3  ISE,  my  foul  and  leave  the  ground, 
J|[\^     Stretch  ail  thy  thoughts  abroad  ; 
And  roufe  up  ev'ry  tuneful  found 
To  praife  th'  eternal  G©d. 
»  Long  ere  thelofty  fki^swere  fpreadj 
Jehovah  fill'd  his  throne 
Or  Adum  form'd,'  or  angels  made, 
Jehovah  liv'd  alone, 

3  His  boundlefs  years  can  ne'er  decreafe, 

But  ftill  maintain  their  prime  i 
Eternity's  his  dwelling  place, 
And  ever  is  his  time*  • 

4  While  like  a  tide  our  minutes  flow, 

The  preCtnt  and  tb  ~  -naft. 
He  fills'  his  own  im;;.'^    il  noiVf' 
And  fees  our  ages  wafle. 
15  The  fea  and  fky  muftperifli  too, 
And  vafl  deilruftion  come  ; 
The  creatures,  look  !  how  old  thcygrow-^ 
And  wait  their  fiery  doom. 
$  Well,  let  the  fea  Ih rink  all  away, 
And  flames  melt  down  the  fkics, 
My  God  {hall  live  an  endlefs  day, 
When  old  creation  dies. 
©pmn  XVI I L      Loxng  Metre. 
The  minijlry  of  av gels. 

1  T  TIGH  ona  hill  of  d;5zzlinglight, 
JLJL   The  King  of  glory  fprcads  his  feat. 
And  troops  of  angels,  llretch'd  for  flighty 
Stand  waiting  at  his  awful  feet. 

2  Go,  6»iththe  Lord,   my  Gabriel,  ^p, 
Salute  the  virgin' sjruitjul  zvomb  : 


4»4  HYMNS    AN»  B.  II. 

Afake  hafit^yz  chernh^  down  bdois^ 

Sing  and  proclaim  ;  the  Saviour's  corns, 
3  Here  a  bright  fquadron  leaves  the  ilcics, 

And  thick  around  Elijka  (lands-; 

Anon  fin  heav*nly  foldkr  flies, 

And  breaks  the  chains  from  Petir's  hands, 
4Thy  winged  troops,  O  God  of  hods, 

Wait  en  thy  wan^'ring  church  belo\^ 

Here  we  are  failing  on  thy  coafts, 

Let  Angels  be  our  convoy  too. 
5  Are  tkey,  not  all  thy  fervants^  Lord  ? 

At  thy  command  they  go  and  come  •, 

With  cheerful  hafte  obey  thy  word, 

And  guard  thy  children  to  their  home» 
^j;mn    XIX.      Common  Metre. 
Our  frail  b»dini^  and  God  our  preftrver^ 
\    T    ET  others  boaft  how  ftrong  they  be, 

X-J  Nor  death,  nor  danger  fear  ; 

But  we'll  confefs.  ^'--  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are, 

2  Frefh  as  the  grafs,  our  bodies  ftand, 

And  flourifh  bright  and  gay  ; 
A  blafting  wind  fweeps  o'erthe  land, 
And  fades  the  grafs  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  th^ufand fprings, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone  : 
Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thoufand ftring% 
Should  keep  in  tune  fo  long, 

4  But  'tis  our  God  fupportsour  fi-am<=— > 

The  God  that  built  us  firfl  ; 
Salvation  toth'  Almighty  name 
That  rear'dus  from  the  dufl. 
[^5  He  fpake — and  ftrait  our.  hearts  and  brains,' 
In  all  their  motions  rofe  ; 
*^Lct  hleod^  faid  h2,Jioij  round  the  veins  '/' 
And  Yound  the  veins  it  flows. 


B.  II.        SPIRITUAL    SONGS.         4^5 

%  While  we   have  breath  to  ufe  our  tongues/ 
Our  Maker  we'll  adore  ; 
His  Spirit  moves  ©ur  heaving  lungs^ 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more.  J 
pj^mn  XX.     Common  Metre. 
BackJlidiWgs'and  returns, 

1  TX  T''^^^  ^^  ^^  heart  fo  far  from  thee, 

V  V     My  God)  my  chief  delight  ?  - 
AVhv  are  my  th-jughts  no  more  by  day  ■ 
With  thee,  no  more  by  night  ? 

2  [Why  fnould  my  foolifh  paiTions  rove  ? 

Where  can  fuch  fweetnefs  be. 
As  I  have  tafted  in  thy  love  ? 
As  I  have  found  in  thee  ?] 

3  When  my  forgetful  fotilrenev/3  ' 

The  favour  o£  thy  gract, 
My-he^'rt  prefumes  i  cannot  Ibfe  ■■  ' 
The'  relifh  all  my  days. 

4  But  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  paftj 

The  ilatt'ring  world  employs 
Some  fcnfaai  bait  to  feize  my  taflej    ■ 
And  to  pollute  my  joy5, 

5  [TrilleS'of  natuie,  orof  art,' 

With  f«ir  deceilful  charnas. 
Intrude  into  my  thoughtlefsheart,^ 
And  thruil  me  from  thy' arms, 
€  Then  I- repent  and  vex  my- foul, 
That  1  ihould  leave  thee  fo  ;     ■ 
Where  will  thofe  wild  afi^clions  rollj    • 
That  let  a  Saviour  go  ? 
^  [Sink's  vromis'd  joys  ft;  turn'd  to  pain,'    ^ 
And  i  am  drown'd  in  grief: 
But;  mv  dear  Lord  returns  sgain,^ 
He  flies  to  my  relief  ; 
M  'M    2 


4^6  KYMNS  AN»  B.  U.- 

8  Seizing  my  Toul  with  fweet  furprizc, 

He  dr^  .vs  with  loving  bands  ; 
Divine  compailion  in  his  eyes, 
And  pardon  in  his  hands.J 

9  [Wretch  that  1  am,  to  wander  thus, 

In  chace  of  falfe  d&light  ! 
Let  me  be  faflen'd  to  thy  crofs, 
Rather  than  ioi^  thy  fightj 

10  [Make  hafte  my  days  to  reach  the  goal. 

And  bring  my  heart  to  reft 
On  the  dear  centre  of  my  foul, 
My  God,  my  Saviour's  breaft.J 
i^pum    XXI.     LoBg    Metre. 
A  Ser.g  of  Praijc  te  Gid  the  Redeemer, 
1   T    ET  the  old  heathens  tune  their  fong 
Jl—^  Of  great  Diana  and  ©f  Jeve  ; 
But  the  Tweet  theme  that  moves  my  t«ngue 
Is  my  Redeem^er  and  his  love. 
S.  Behold  a  Gcd  defcends  and  dies. 
To  fave  my  foul  from  gaping  hell  ; 
How  the  black  gulph  where  Satan  lies, 
Yawn'd  to  receive  me  when  I  fell  ! 

3  How  juflice  frown'd  and  vengeance  ftood. 
To  drive  me  down  to  endtefs  pain  ! 

But  the  great  Son  propos'd  his  blood. 
And  heavenly  wraih  g,re\v  mild  again. 

4  Infinite  lo^'er,  gracious  Lord, 

To  thee  be  endlefs  honours  giv'n  ; 
Thy  wondrous  name  fliall  be  ador'd 
Round  the  wide  earth  and  wider  heav'ji, 
|)gmn    XXII.     Long  Metre. 
JVith  God  is  terrible  Maj^fty, 
i  nr'^ERRlBLE  God  that  reign'ft  on  high, 
JL      How  awful  is  thy  ihund'ring  hand  ; 
1'hy  fiery  boUs  how  iieTce  thev  fly, 
Nur  can  all  sarih  or  hell  v/ithflaaii. 


B.  IL  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.         457 

s  This  the  old  rebel  angels  knew, 
And  Satun  fell  bsneath  thy  frown  : 
Thine  arrows  llruck  the  traitor  through, 
And  weighty  vengeance,  funk  him  down, 

3  This  Sadom  ich  and  feels  it  ftill, 
And  rears  beneath  th'  eternal  load  t: 
With  endiefs  buriiings  who  can  dzcdl, 
Or  bear  the  Jury  of  a  God  ? 

4  Tremble  ye  fmners  and  fubmitj 

Throw  down  your  arms  before  his  throne. 
Bend  your  heads  low  beneath  his  feet, 
Or  his  ftrong  hand  fhall  crufti  you  down* 

5  And  ye  blefs'd  faints  that  Ipve  him  too, 
With  reverence  bow  before  his  name  ; 
Thus  all  the  htavenly  fervants  do  : 
God  is  a  bright  and  beaming  flame. 

g)pmn     XXI II.     Lang    Metre. 
The  fvght  of  God  and  Chriji  in  Heavtn, 

1  "fXEbCEND  from  heav'n  immortal  Dove^ 
X--/  btoop  down  and  take  us  on  thy  wiogSj 
And  mount  andbear  us  far  above 

The  reach  of  thefe  inferiour  things  ; 

2  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  iky, 
Up  where  eternal  ages  roll, 
Where  folid  pleafures  never  dlcj 
And  fruits  immortal  feaft  the  foul, 

3  O  for  a  fight  a  pleaung  light 

Of  our  Almighty  Father's  throne  ! 

Thsre  fits  our  Saviour  crown'd  with  light^ 

Cloih'd  in  a  body  like  our  own. 

4  Adoring  faints  around.him  ftandj 

And  throHes  and  pow?'rs  before  him  fall  ; 
The  God  fliines  gracious  through  the  maHj 
And  Iheds  fweet  glories  on  them  all. 
^  O  what  amazing  jovs  they  feel. 

While  to  their  golden  harps  they  fmg, 


4^8  HYMNS    AND  B.  II, 

And  fit  ©n  every  heav'niy  hill, 
And  fpread  the  triuraj^hsof  their  King  ! 
6  When  fhall  the  day,  dear  Lord,  appear, 
That  I  {hall  mount  to  dwell  above, 
And  flaad  and  bow  amongfl  'em  there. 
And  view  thy  face,  and  fing,  and  love  ? 

}pgmn.:XXlV.     Long  Metre. 

The  evil  of  JinvifibU  in^thefaU  of  Angels  and  Mem 

1  "Ti^THEN  the  great  Builderarch'd  the  ikies 

V  V     And  foim'd  all  nature  with  a  word. 
The  joyful  cherubs  tun'd  his  praifc. 
And  ev'ry  bending  throne  ador'd. 

2  High  in  the  midft  of  all  the  throng 
Hatanar  tall  archangel  fat, 
Amongft  the  morning  ftars  he  fung,    . 
'Till  fin  deftroy'd  his  heav'niy  ftatc.    . 

3  ['Twas  fimthat  hurl'd  him  from  his  throne, 
Grov'Hngin  fire  the  rebel  lies? 

How  art  thou  Junk  in  darknefs  dozcn^  ; 
Son  of  the  morning  from  thejkies  /]  ' 

4  And  thus  our  two  firft  patents  ftood,  \ 
'Till  fin  dehl'd  the  happy  place  ; 
Th«y  lofl  their  gar-den  and  their  God,  ' 
And  ruin'd  ^11  their  unborn  race  :    . 

5  [So  fprung  the  plague  from  Adam' &  how cr^  ■. 
And  fpread  deftruftion  all  abroad  ; '  • 

Sin,  the  curs'd  name  !  th^t  in  one  hour, 
Sp^il'd  f)x  days  labour  of  a  Gn«i.} 

6  Tremble,  my  foul,  and  mourn  forgricf^    . 
That  fuch  a  foe  faould  feize  thy  breaft  ; 
Fly  to  thy  Lord  for  quick  relief; 

Oh  !  may  he  ilay  this  treach-rous  gucft. 

7  Then  to  thy  throne,  viftcrious  Kihg.  • 
Then  to  thy  throne  our  fhcuts  (hall  rifcj 


B.  11.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  4*9 

Thine  cverlafting  arm  we  fmg, 
For  fin  the  monfter.  bleeds  znd  dies, 
^PIHH  XXV,      Common  Metre. 

ConiplsSning  df  Spirit uat  Sloth. 

1  A  /TY  drowfy  pow'rs,  why  fleep  ye  fo  ? 
XVX     Awake  my  fluggilli  foul ! 
Nothing  has  half  thy  work  to  dp. 

Yet  nothing's  half  fo  dull. 

2  The  little  ants  for  one  poor  grain. 

Labour,  and  tug,  and  ftrive  : 
Yet  we  who  have  a  heav'n  t'  obtainj 
How  negligent  we  live, 

3  We,  for  whofe  fake  all  nature  flands 

And  ftars  their  courfes  move. 
We,  for  whofe  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above. 

4  We^  for  whom  God  the  Son  csmc  dowa, 

And  labour'd  for  ©ur  good  : 
How  careiefs  to  fecure  that  crowti 
He  purchas'd  with  his  blood. 

5  Lord,  (hall  we  lie  fo  fluggifh.  (lill, 

And  never  a£l  our  parts  ] 
Come,  holy  Dove,  from  th'  heavenly  hUl, 
And  fit  and  warm  our  hearts, 

6  Then  fhsU  our  a£tive  fpirits  move, 

Upward  our  fc'uls  fhail  rife  : 
W^ith  hands^of  faith  and  wings  of  love, 
We'll  fly  and  take  the  prize. 
^pmU  XXVI.     Long  Metre. 
God  InvifibUj. 

1  |F    ORD^  we  were  blind,  we  mx/rtals  feUnd| 
A— i  We  can't  behold  thy  bright  abode  ; 

O  'tis  bey-ond  a  ci-eatures.mind, 

To  glance  a  thought  half  way  to  God. 

2  Infinite  leagues  beyond  the  fky, 
The  great  etcmftl  reigns  alone, 


430  HYMNS  an©  B.  H. 

Where  neither  wings  nor  fouls  can  fly. 
Nor  angels  elimb  the  toplcfs  thr«ne, 

3  The  Lord  of  glory  builds  his  feat 
Of  gems  incomparably  bright. 
And  lays  beneath  his  facrad  feet 
Subflantial  beams  of  gloomy  night, 

4  Yet,  glorious  Lord,  thy  gracious  eyes 
Look  through  and  cheer  us  from  above  : 
Beyond  our  praile  thy  grandeur  fiies, 
Yet  we  adore,  and  yet  we  love. 

^pmn  XXVII.     Long  Metre. 

Tredjtjt  him  all' his  Angels.     Pfal.  cxlviii.  2. 

1  ■  |^"^OD  !   the  eternal,  awful  name, 

VT  That  the  whole  hea\'!nlyarmy-fear5^ 
That  fhakes  the  wide  creation's  fram-e, 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  hears. 

9  -Like  flames  of  fire  his  fervantS'-  are, 

And  light  furrounds  his  dwelling  place; 
Rut,  O  ye  fierv  flames,  declare 
The  brighter  glories  of  his  face. 

^  'Tis  not  for  fuch  poor  worms  as  w« 
To  fpeak  fo  infitiite  a  thing  ; 
BXit  your  immortal  eyes  fuivey 
The  beauties  of  your  fov'rcign  King, 

4  Tell  how  he  {hows  his  fmiling  face, 
And  clothes  all  heav'n  in  bright  array  : 
Triumph  and  joy  run  thr*.*  thfe  place. 
And  fong}  eternal  as  the  day. 

5  Speak  for  you  feel  his  burning  love, 
What  zeal  it  fprcads  thro*  all  your  frame  ; 
That  facred  fire  dwells  ail  above, 

For  wc  on  earth  have  loll  the  name, 
€  r  Sing  of  his  pow'r  and  jufti'ce  ti»o, 
That  infinite  right  hardi  of  his, 
That  vanqui{h'd  Satan  and  his  crew. 
And  thunder  drove  them  down  from  blif$» 


B,  IL        SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  431 

^  [What  mighty  ftorms.  of  poifon'd  darts 
Were  huri'd  upon  the  rebels  there  ! 
What  deadly  jav'lins  naii'd  their  hearts 
f  aft  to  the  racks  of  long  defpsir  !] 
B  Shout  to  your  King,  you  heav'nly  hoft, 
You  that  behold  the  finking  foe  ; 
Firmly  ye  ftood  when  ihey  were  loH:  ; 
Praife  the  rich  grace  that  kept  ye  fo. 
^  Proclaim- his  wonders  from  the  fkies 
Let  ev'ry  diftant  nation  hear  : 
And  while  youiound  his  lofty  praifc, 
i.et  humble  mortals  bow  and  fear. 
^pmn  XXVIII.      Common  Metre. 
Death  and  Eternity. 
1    QTOOP  down  my  tho'ts  that  tis'd  to  rife, 
O   Convevfe  a  while  with  death  : 
Think  how  a.gafping  mortal  lies. 
And  pants  away  his  breath. 
E  His  quivering  lip  hangs  feeble  down, 
His  pulfe  is  faint  and  few, 
Then  fpeechlefs,  with  a  doleful  groan, 
He  bids  the  world  adieu. 

3  But,  oh  the  foul  that  never  dies  ! 

At  once  it  leaves  the  clay  ! 
Ye  thoughts,  purfue  it  where  it  flies, 
And  tracAc  its  wond'rous  way, 

4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dwell, 

It  mounts  triumphant  there, 
Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 
In  infinite  defpair. 

5  And  mufi:  my  body  faint  and  die  ? 

And  muft  this  foul  remove  ? 
Oh,  for  fome  guardian  angel  nigh 
To  I  :ar  it  fafc  above. 

6  jfefus^  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand. 

My  naked  foul  I  truft  ; 


432  HYMNS    AND  B.   IL 

And  my  fiefn  waits  for  thy  Goramand, 
To  drop  into  the  duft. 
fppm   XXIX.     Common  Metre, 
Redemption  by  Price  and  Power, 
i    *yESUS.  with  all  thy  Taints  above, 
J  My  tongue  would  bear  her  part, 
Would  found  aloud  thy  faving  love. 
And  fing  thy  bleeding  heart. 

2  Blefs'd  be  tlie  Lamb,  my  deareft  Lord, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood, 
And  ouench'd  his  Father's  flaming  fword 
In  his  own  vital  flood. 

3  The  lamb  that  freed  my  captive  f«ul 

From  Satan's  heavy  chains, 
.And  fent  the  lion  down  to  howl. 
Where  htU  and  horror  reigns. 

4  All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 

And  never  ceahngpraife, 
While  angels  live  to  know  his  name. 
Or  fsints  to  feel  his  grace. 
l-)gmU  XXX.      Short  Metre. 
'Heavenly  Jey  on  Earth, 
X    [/^OMfl.  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
\^      And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  fong  with  fweet  accord, 
And  ihus  furround  the  throne, 

2  The  follows  cf  the  mind 

Be  b?nifh'd  from  the  place  ! 
Religion  never  was  defign'd 

To  m^U^'  ourplfeafures  Icfs.J 

3  Let  thofe  refufe  to  fin j:, 
That  never  knew  our  God, 

But  fav'rit.es  of  the  heav'nly  King 
May  fpeak  their  joys  .abroad. 

4  [The  Cjod  that  rules  on  high, 
A«d  thanders  when  he  pleafe^ 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SO^^eS.  43^ 

That  rides  upon  the  ftormy  ^y^ 
And  manages  the  feas.J 

5  This  awful  God  is  our's, 
Our  Father  and  our  love, 

He  (hall  fend  down  his   heav'nly  powers 
To  carry  us  above, 

6  There  we  fhall  fee  his  face, 
And  never,  never  fm  ; 

There  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace 
Drink  endlefs  pieafures  in, 

7  Yes,  and  before  we  rife 
To  that  immortal  ftate, 

The  thoughts  of  fuch  amazing  blifs 
Should  coaftant  joys  create. 

8  [The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below, 

Celeflial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 

From  faith  and  hope  may  grow.3 

9  [The  hill  of  Zion  yields 
A  thoufand  facred  fweets. 

Before  we  reach  the  heav'nly  fields. 
Or  walk  the  golden  ftreets, 
10  Then  let  our  fongs  abound, 
And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  thro'  Im^nanuePt  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high.] 
|)pmtt   XXXI-     Long  Metre. 
Chrifl's  prcjtnce  mak^s  death  tajy, 
1    T  X  7HY  fhould  we  ftart  and  fear  to  die  ? 
V  V  What  tim'rous  wormswe  mortals  are! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endlefs  joy. 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there, 
s  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  ftrife 
Fright  our  approaching  fouls  away  5 
Still  we  fhrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fo»d  of  our  prifon  and  our  clay^ 
N  ^ 


431  HYMNS    AN'B  B.  l| 

§  Oh  !  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet. 
My  fonl  fnould  (Iretch  feer  wings  in  haftc 
Fly  fearlefs  thro*  death's  iron  gate. 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  fhe  pafs'd. 

"4  J^f^^^  ^^^  make  a  dying  bed 
reel  foft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
V/hile  on  his  breaft  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  fweetly  there. 
l^gmn   XXXII.     Common  Metre. 
Frailty  and  Felly, 

1  T  TOW  iRiort  and  hafty  is  our  life  ; 
JL  JL   How  vaft  our  foul's  affairs  ! 
Yet  fenfelefs  mortals  vainly  ftrive 

To  laviih  cut  their  years, 

2  Our  days  run  though tlefsly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  flay  ; 
Jufllike  a  ftory  or  a  fcng 
We  pafs  our  lives  away, 
^  Gted  from  on  high  invites  us  home  ! 
But  we  march  heedlefs  on* 
And  ever  hafl'nin^  to  the  tom.b. 
Stoop  downwards  as  we  run. 

4  How  v/e  dcferve  the  dcepefl  hail 

That  flight  the  joys  above  ! 
What  chains  of  vengeance  fnould  we  feel 
That  break  fuch  cords  of  love  ? 

5  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  fov'reign  grace. 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high. 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 

And  fee  falvation  nigh. 
Ji)PmU    XXXIIL     Common   Metre. 
The  bk/fsd  Society  in  Hcavm. 
1    Ty  AISE  thee,  my  foul,  fly  up  and  rua 

JLv     Through  ev'ry  heav'nly  ftrset. 
.  And  fay,  There's  nought  below  the  fun, 
That's  worthy  of  thy  fcot. 


B.  II..  SPmiTUAL  SONGS  435 

2  [Thus  will  we  mount  on  facred  wings 

And  tread  the  courts  above  : 
Nor  earth,  nor  all  her  mi|htieft  things, 
Shall  tempt  our  meaneit  love.]  - 

3  There  on  a  high  majeflic  throne 

Th'  Almighty  father  reigns. 
And  fheds  his  glorious  goodnefs  dowa 
On  all  the  biifsful  plains. 

4  Bright,  like  the  fun,  the  feavicur  fits 

And  fp  reads  eternal  noon  ; 
No  ev'nings  there,  nor  gloomy  nights. 

To  want  the  feeble  mocn. 
^  Amidft  thofe  ever-fiiining  ikies 

Behold  the  fscred   Dove, 
While  banifii'd  fm  and  ibrrovv^  niss 

From  all  fne  lealms  of  love, 
€  The  glorious  tenants  of  the  -place 

Stand  bending  round  ths  throne  • 
And  faivxts  and  feraphs  fmg  and  prr.iic 

The  infinite  Three-One. 

7  But,  oh,  whatb&ams  of  heav'nly  grace 

Tranfport  tliem  all  the  \','hile  ! 
Ten  thoufand  fmiles  h-om^jffus'  face. 
And  love  in  cv'ry  frnile  ! 

8  J"jv.^.  and  v/hen  Diali  that  dear  day. 

That  joyful  hour  appear," 
\Vhen  fhall  I  leave  this  houfe  of  clay, 
To  dwell  amongfl  'em  there  '^ 

-%''^':^m  XXXIV.      Common  Metre. . 

Breathing    after  the  Holy  Spirit :  or^  F^rvsficy 

of  Dcvction  detircd. 
I   /"^OiME,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
\^      \VitL  all  thy  quick 'ning  pou''r5, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  facred  love 
In  thefe  cold  hearts  of  our?. 


43i>  HYMNS   AND  B.  IL 

2  Look,  kfjw  we  grovel  hssre  below, 

Fond -of  thef''-  trifling  toys  : 
Our  fouls  ci:n  neither  ily  nor  go 
To  reach  crernai  joys.  - 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  fongp. 

In  vain  we  drive  to  rifr;, 
Hojani^as*  languiih  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord  1  'jtnd  iliail  we  ever  lie 

At  this  poor  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  io  faint,  fo  cold  to  thcff, 

And  thine  to  us  f©  great  ? 
.^   Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'niy  Dov^, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs, 
Come,  fhed  aV;.ro<^d  'a  Saviour's  love, 

And  that  inali  kindie  oars. 

IDginn    XXXV.      Common  Metre. 

Fraijc  to  God  for  Creation  and  Redemption^ 

a    T    ET  them  negleft  thy  glcry,  Lord, 
A-J     Who  never  knew  thy  grace  ; 
But  our  loud  fong  fhall  ftili  record 
The  wonder*  of  thy  praife. 
2  We  raife  our  fliouts,  O  God,  to  thee, 
And  fend  th'ern  to  thy  throne  ; 
All  glory  to  the  united  Three, 
The  undivided  One. 
o  'Tw3S  he  (and  we'll  adore  his  name) 
That  form'd  us  by  a  word; 
'Tis  he  reflores  our  ruin'd  frame  : 
Salvation  to  the  Lord  ! 
4  Hofsnna  !  let  the  earth  and  fkies 
Repeat  the  joyful  found  ; 
Rocks,  hills,  and  vales  reflect  the  ^cc 
In  anc  eternal  rouad. 


B.  IL  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  437 

Ippm   XXXVL     Short  Metre. 

ChriJV^  hittrztfiGn. 

1  X  X  TELLj  the  Redee^r|ier's  gone 
.V  V       T'  appear  before  your  God, 

To  fpnnkle  o'er  the  flaming  throne 
With  his  atoning  bleed. 

2  No  fier}^  vengeance  now, 

No  burning  wrath  comes  down  ; 
If  juftice  calls  ^or  fmners  blood. 
The  Saviour  ftiew5  his  ov-m. 

3  Before  his  Father's  eye 
Our  humble  fuit  he  jnoves  ; 

The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by, 

And  looks,  and  fmiles,  and  loves, 

4  Now,  may  our  joyful  tongues 
Our  Maker'*  honours  fmg  : 

•^efiis  the  prieft,  receives  our  fongs,     . 

And  bears  them  to  the  King, 
g  [^  We  bow  before  his  face. 

And  found  his  glories  highj 
**  Hojanna  to  the  God  of  grace. 

That  lays  his  thunder  by,] 

6  On  earth  thy  mercy  reigns. 
And  triumphs  all  above  ;  *' 

Butj  Lord,  how  weak  our  mortal  ftrains 
To  fpeak  immortal  love  ! 

7  [How  jarring  and  kow  low  ; 
Are  all  the  note3  we  fmg  ! 

Sweet  S:iviour,  tune  our  fongs  anew, 
And  they  (hall  plcafe  the  King.] 

D^nn   XXXl^n.     Common    Metrev 

The  fame, 

LIFT  up  your  eyes  to  th'heav'nly  fea4 
Where  your' Redeemer  ftays  i 

N    N    ft 


43g  HYMNS    As»  B.  II. 

Kind  interccSbr,  there  he  fits, 
And  loves,  and  pleads,  and  prays. 
c  'Twas  well,  my  foul,  he  dy'd  for  thee. 
And  fhed  his  vital  blood, 
Appeas'd  ftern  juftice  on  the  tree. 
And  then  arofe  to  God, 
g  Petitions  eow  and  praife  may  rife, 
And  faints  their  offerings  biing, 
The  pried  with  his  own  facrifice 
Prefentsthem  to  the  King. 
4  [Let  Papiils  truft  what  names  they  plcai% 
Their  faints  and  angels  boafl : 
We've  no  fuch  advocates  as  thefe, 
Nor  pray  to  th'  heav'nly  hoft. 
£  3^1^^  alone  fhall  bear  my  ciies 

Up  to  his  Father's  throne  : 
He,  dearefb  Lord,  perfumes  my  fighs, 

And  fweetens  ev'ry  groan. 
6  (Ten  thoufand  praifes  to  the  King, 
Hofanna  in  the  kighefi  ; 
Ten  thoufand  thanks  our  fpirits  bring 

To  God,  and  to  his  Chrifi.) 
Dpmn  XXXVUL    common    Metre 
Love  to  God, 

1  T  YAPPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign 
XjL     Where  love  infpires  the  breaft  : 
Love  is  the  brighteft  of  the  train, 

And  ftrcngthens  all  the  refi, 

2  Knowledge,  alas  !  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear  : 
Our  flubborn  fins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  abfent  there. 
J  *Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 
In  fwift  obedience  move  ; 
'Fhe  devils  know  and  tremble  too,. 
But  ^atan  cannot  love. 


B.  II.         SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  43,^ 

4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  fings. 
When  faith  and  hope  fhall  ceal'e  ; 
*Tis  this  {hall  ftrike  our  joyful  firings 
In  the  fweet  realms  of  blifs. 
g  Before  we  quite  forfake  our  clay, 
Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
Tq  fee  our  fmiling  God, 

i^})jnn  XXXIX.     Commoa  Mc<:r^* 

The  JJiortneJs  and  mi/cry  of  life. 

1  /^UR  days  alas!  our  mortal  days 
V^  Are  fhort  and  wretched  too  ; 
Evil  and  few,  the  patriarch  fays, 
And  well  the  patriarch  knew.  • 
s  'Tis  but  at  beft  a  narrow  bound 
That  heav'n  allows  to  men, 
And  pain  and  (ins  run  thro'  the  roun^ 
Of  threefcore  years  and  ten, 

3  Well,  if  ye  muft  be  fad  and  few, 

Run  on  my  days,  in  hafte  ; 
Moments  of  fin  and  months  of  wee, 
Ye  cannot  fly  too  faft, 

4  Let  heav'nly  love  prepare  my  foul, 

And  call  her  to  the  fkies. 
Where  years  of  long  falvation  roll, 
And  glory  never  dies. 

i^piUU  XL.     Common  Metre. 

€iir  comfort  in  the  covenant  made  with  Ckrijf» 

1   jf^^R  Ciod.  how  firm  his  promife  ftands, 
\J   Ev'n  when  he  hides  his  face  ! 
He  trufts,  in  Dur  Redeemer's  hands,    ' 
His  glory  and  his  grace. 
£  Then  why,  my  foul,  thefe  fad  complaintSj 
Since  Chrijl  and  we  are  oae  ? 


44©  HYMNS  AND  B.  K. 

r 

Thy  God  is^  faithful  to  his  faints, 

Is  faithful  to  his  Son. 
3  Beneath  his  fmiles  my  heart  has  liv'd, 

And  part  of  heav'n  poffefs'd ; 
I  praife  his  name  for  grace  receiv'd, 

And  trull  him  for  the  reft. 

!Dpmn  XLI.     Long  Metres' 
A  fi^ht  tj-  God^  mortifies  us'to  tht  zv&rld, 

1  (T  TP  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie, 

\J    And  living  waters  gently  roll, 

Fain  would  my  thoughts  leap  out  and  fly^ 

But  fln  hangs  heavy  on  my  foul. 
s  Thy  wond'rous  blood,  dear  dying  Ckriji^ 

Can  make  this  world  of  g\i\\t  remove  ; 

And  thou  canft  bear  me  where  thou  fly'ft. 

On  thy  kind  vrings,  celeftial  Dove. 
J  O  might  I  once  mount  up  and  fee 

The  glories  of  th'  eternal  fkies, 

What  little  things  thefe  world's  would  be  ? 

How  dcfpicable  to  my  eyes  ?) 
^  Had  1   a  glance  of  thee,  my  God, 

Kingdoms  and  men  would  vanifli  foon  ; 

Vanifb,  as  though  I  faw  them  not, 

As  a  dim  candle  dies  at  noon. 

5  Then  they  might  fight,  and  rage,  and  rave, 
I  fhould  perceive  the  noife  no  more 
Than  we  can  hear  a  fhaking  leaf 

While  rattling  thunders  round  us  roar, 

6  Great  All  in  Afl,  eternal  King, 
Let  me  but  view  th>  loyely  face, 
And  all  my  powers  fhall  bow  and  fmg, 
rThJnc  cndlqfs  graadieur  and  thy  grace. 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS  441 

^gmn     XLII.    Common  Metre. 
Delight  in  G&d, 

s    ]\  yTY   God,  M/hat  endlefs  pleafures  dwell 
.lVA    Above  at  ihy  right  hand  ' 
The  courts  below,  how  amiabie 
Where  all  thy  grrces  iland ! 

2  The.  fwallow  near  thy  ieiaple  lies, 

And  chirps  a  cheerful  note  ; 
The  lark  mouuts  upwards   tow'rd  the  ikies^ 
-     And  tunes  her  warbling  throat. 

3  And  we,  when  in  thy  prefence.  Lord, 

We  ihout  with  joyful  tongues  ; 

Or  fitting  round  our  Father's  beard, 

We  crown  the  fej;itwich  fongs. 

4  While   Jtfu.s  fhines  with  quick'aing  grace, 

We  fing  and  mount  on  high  ; 
But  it  xT  frown  beclrud  his  face. 
We  faint,  and  tire  and  die. 
2  Jufb  as  we  fr-c  the  ionefome  dove 
Bemoan  her  widow'd  ilate  ; 
Wand'ring  fhe  flies  through  all  the  grove 
Arid  mourns  her  loving  mate. 
6  Juil  fo  our  thoughts  from  thing  to  thing 
In  refllefs  circles  rove  ; 
JuPt  Co  we  droop  and  hang  the  wing 
When  J^Jus  hides  his  love.' 

Dpm  XLIII.     Long  xMetre. 

Chriji' s  fuffcrings  and  glory. 

il^TOW  fo-r  a  tune  of  lofty  praife 

JLN    To  great  Jehovah's  equal  Son  ! 

Awake,  my  voice,  in  heav'nly  l"ys, 

Tell  the  loud  wonders  he  hath  done. 

js  Sing,  how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light, 

Aad  the  bright  robes  he  v/ore  above  ; 


442  HYMNS  AND  B.  II. 

How  fvvift  and  joyful  was  his  flight 
On  wings  of  evcrlalling  love. 

3  [Dov/n  to  this  b;^fe.  this  finful  earth, 
He  came  to  raif-^  our  nature  high  j 
He  camo/t'  atone  almighty  wrath  ; 
Jtjus  the  God  was  born  to  die.J 

4  (Hell  and  its  lions  roar'd  around, 
His  precious  blood  the  raonflcrs  fpilt  ; 
Whiio  weij^hty  forrows  prefs'd  him  dowiii^ 
Large  as  the  loads  of  all  our  guilt.) 

5  Deep  in  the  fhades  of  gloom.y  death 
Th'  almighty  captive  pris'ncr  lay  ;  • 
Th'  almighty  captive  left  the  earth, 
And  rofe  to  everlafting  day. 

6  Lift  up  vour  eyes,  ye  fons  of  light, 
Up  to  his  throne  of  ihining  gricc  ; 
See  what  immortal  glories  fit 
Round  the  fweet  beauties  of  his  face, 

^  Amongft  a  thou{ard  harps  ar.4  fongs 
JtfiLS  the  God  exalted  reigns. 
His  facred  name  iills  ?1»  their  tongues, 
And  echoes  through  the  heav'nly  plains. 

lymXXi  XLIV.      Long  Metre. 

Hdl  2  or  tht  Vengeance  of  God. 

.1   "TXTITIi  holy  fear,  and  humble  fong, 
V  V     The  dreadful  God  cur  fouls  adoro, 
Rev'rence  and  awe  becomes  the  tongue 
That  fpeaks  the  terrors  of  his  pow'r. 

&  Far  in  the  deep  v/here  darknefs  dwells, 
The  land  of  horror  and  defpair, 
Juftice  has  built  a  difmal  hsll, 
And  laid  her  (lores  of  vengeance  there, 

3  (Eternal  plagues,  and  heavy  chains, 
T«Kmenting  racks  and  fi'ry  coals. 


B.  II.         SPIRITUAL   SONGS,  445 

And  darts  t*  Infiift  immortal  pains, 

Dy'd  in  the  blood  of  damned  fouls. 
4  There  Saiari  the  iirft  Tinner  lies, 

And  roars,  and  bites  his  iron  baiids  ; 

In  vain  thte  rebel  ftrives  to  rife, 

Crufh'd  with  the  weight  of  both  thy  handjS.) 
^  There  guilty  ghofts  of  Adam's  race 

Shriek  out,  and  howl  beneath  the  rod  ; 

Once  they  could  fcorn  a  Saviour's  grace. 

But  they  incens'd  «.  dreadful  God, 
6  Tremble,  my  foul,  and  kifs  the  Son  ; 

'Sinner,  obey  thy  Saviour's  czJl  ; 

Elfe  your  damnation  haflens  on, 

And  hell  gapes  wide  to  wait  your  fall, 

|)^n   XLV.      Long  Metre. 
God's  C endefetnfion  to  our  Worjliip, 

1  ''  I  'HY  favours,  Lord,  fui-prife  our  fouls  : 
A     Will  the  Eternal  dwell  with  us  ? 

What  <;anft  thou  find  beneath  the  poles, 

To  tempt  thy  chariot  downward  thus  ? 
s  Still  might  he  fill  his  flnrry  throne, 

And  pleafe  his  ears  with  Gabriel'?^  fongs  ; 

3ut  th'  heav'nly  Majefly  comes  down. 

And  bows  to  hearken  to  our  tongues  ] 
^  Great  God  1  what  poor  returns  we  pay 

For  lovefo  infinite  as  thine  : 

Words  are  but  air,  and  tongues  but  day. 

But  thy  compafTion's  all  divine. 

|)pmU  XLVI.     Long  Metre. 

God's  condefcenfion  to  human  a^airs, 

1   T  yP  to  the   Lord  who  reigns  on  high, 
1^  .And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 
Let  everlafling  praifes  fiy. 
And  tell  how  larg=  his  bounties  are  ] 


444  HYMNS    akd  B.  II. 

2  [He  who  can  (hake  the  worlds  he  made, 
Or  with  his  word,  or  with  his  rod, 

His  goodnefs,  how  amazing  great  ! 
And  what  a  condefcending  God  !j 

3  [God,  who  mufl  ftoop  to  view  the  fkies, 
And  bow  to  fee  what  angels  do, 
Down  to  the  earth  he  calls  hiseyes, 
And  bends  his  footfteps  downward  too,3 

4  He  over  rules  all  mortal  things, 
And  manages  our  mean  affairs  ; 
On  humble  fouls  the  King  of  kings, 
Beftows  hiscounfels  and  his  cares. 

5  Our  ^Sorrows  and  our  tears  we  p©ur 
Into  the  bofom  of  our  God  : 

He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And  helps  to  bear  the  heavy  load, 

6  In  vain  might  lofty  princes  try 
Such  condefcenfion  to  perform  ; 
For  worms  were  never  rais'd  fo  high. 
Above  their  meaneft  fellow  worm. 

•J  Oh  !  could  our  thankful  hearts  devife 
A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace, 
To  the  third  heav'n  our  fongs  ftiould  rife. 
And  ttach  the  golden  harps  thy  praife, 

^pmn     XLVII.     Long  Metre. 

G  lory  and  grace  in  the  per/on  of  Chrijt, 

1  TVTOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  fong  ! 

X\l    Awake,  my  foul ;  awake  my  tongue  ; 

Hdfanna  to  th*  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundlefs  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  fhines  in  Jtjus*  face, 
The  brightefi:  im?ge  of  his  grace  ; 
God,  in  the  perfqn  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mighticft  works  outdone. 


■B.  11.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.        44^ 

3  The  fpacious  earth  and  fpreading  flood, 
Proclaim  the  wife  and  pcKv'rful  God, 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  ev'ry  rolling  flar  : 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  ftands, 
The  noblefl  labdur  of  thy  hands  : 
The  pleafmg  luilre  of  his  eyes» 

Out  fhines  the  wonders  of  the  Ikies. 

5  Grace  1  'tis  a  fweet.  a  charming  theme  ; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  j^fus'  name  ! 
Ye  angels  dwell  upon  the  found  ! 

Ye  heav'ns  refle6l  it  to  the  ground  i 

6  Oh,  may  Hive  to  reach  the  pbce 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  hcz  f 
Where  a-11  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  fing  his  name  to  harps  cf  gold  ! 
fppmU      XLVIII.    Common  Metre-* 

Love  to  the  creaturss  is  dangcrou'. 

1  T  TOW  vain  are  all  things  he?r  below 
X  X      How  falfe,  and  yet  how  fair  ! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poifon  too  ; 

And  ev'ry  fweet^ — a  fnare. 

2  The  bvighteil:  things  below  the  fi<:y 

Give  but  a  Satt'ring. light  : 
We  fhould  fufpeft  fome  danger  nigh. 
Where  we  poffeis  delight. 

3  Our  deareft  jovs,  f.nd  nearefi:  friendSj 

The  partners  of  our  blood. 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds«, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God, 
•4  The  fondnefs  of  a  creature's  Icve. 
How  firong  it  Ilrikes  thefenfe  ! 
Thither  the  wann  affeftions  move. 
Nor  can  we  csfil  'em  thencCc 
Go 


44^  liYiMNS    AND  B,U. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 
My  foul's  eternal  food  ; 
And  gr?,ce  command  my  heart  away 
Froin  all  created  good. 

|)|?mn   XLIX.      Common   Metre. 

Mofcs  dying  m  tht  embraces  of  God, 

-1    "F^EATH  cannot  make  oar  fouls  afraid, 
JLJ   If  God  be  with  us  there  ; 
We  may  walk  through  the  d^rkeft  lliade, 
And  never  yield  to  fe?.r. 
2   I  could  renounce  my  all  below, 
If  my  Creator  bid  ; 
And  run,  if  I  were  call'd  to  go, 
And  die  as  Mofcs  did. 
g  Might  I  but  clirnb  to  Pifs^ak's  top. 

And  view  P»ie  promis'd  land. 
My  flefli  itfelf  fhould  long  to  drop, 

And  pray  for  the  c  oramr.nd. 
4  Clafp'd  in  my  heav'nly  Father's  arms, 

I  would  forget  my  breath. 
And  loofe  my  life  among  the  charms 
Of  fo  divine  a  death, 

rpSmU  L.      Long  M^tre. 

Comforts  under forrows  and  pains, 

1  "VTOW  let  ihe  Lord  my  Saviour  fmilc, 
X^    And  fhev/  my  name  upon  his  heart, 

I  would  forget  my  pains  a  while. 
And  in  the  pleafure  icfe  the  fm.?rt. 

2  But  Oh  !  it  fwells  my  forrows  high, 
To  fee  my  blelfcd  j^fus  frown  ; 
My  fpirits  fmk,  my  coinfcvris  die. 
And  all  the  fpr-ings  of  life  arc  down. 


p.  li.  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 


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3  Yet  v/];\%  my  foul,  why  thefe  complaints? 
Still  v/hi-le  he  fro\v,ns  his  bowels  move  ; 
Still  on  his  heart  he  bears  his  laints, 

And  feels  their  i'orrows,  and  his  love, 

4  My  name  isprinied  on  his  breaft  ; 
His  book  cf  life  cciitr^ins  my  name, 
rd  rather  have  it  ihers  imprefs'd,. 
Than  in  the  bright  records  of  fame, 

5  Vv'hen  the  laft  fjie  burns  all  things  here^ 
Thoie  letters  ih;ul  (ecurcly  lland, 

A-nd  in  the  L?.nib's  fair  book  appear, 
V/ric  by  th''  eternahFather's  hand, 

6  Now  let  iriy.TriiriUtes  fmocthly  run, 
While  hear  I  v/sit  my  Father's  will  ; 
My  rii^i^s;  "nd  rny  letting  fun 

R^  1-  g'-y-i^y  '-ip  and  down  the  hill. 

■|p];imi  L!.   Loog  Merre. 

Gcd  the  Son  snual  zvith  the  Fathir, 

1    T>  RIGHTrKiog-otglory.dreadful  God  i 
, -^^-tJ;  O-Xf-  fpirii;,  bow  before- thy  feat  ; 

To  th:!e  v-:.^  lift  ar^  ^iimb-e  thought. 
And  wcvih'o  2/-  icAiiQ  nvivl  feet.  .      . 

-  \y^y  r-"^vT  iisih  i:  rin'd  thy  wifdcm  fways 
rv  I  ii?ture  \y:t:i  a  iuv' reign,  '.vord  : 
Arid  the  bright  world  of  il^rs  obeys 

■    The-^viU  of  theirfuperio-ur  Lord.] 

3  [Mercy  ai^-d.truthunite  ia  one, 

,.  AiHlfmdirrg  Ut  at  thy  fight  hand  ; 
Ererrial  juClice  gv<srds  thy  throne. 
And  vengearice;  j,vaits  thy  dread  command,*] 

1    A  thnuland- Xeraphs  if rons  and  bri^' ht. 


r.d  the-glorious  Deity 
But  wh;'  a  "jongthe  Ions  of  light, 
Pretends  comi~j?.r:fon  with  thee  ? 


^43  KYiMNS  AND  B.  II. 

5  Yet  there  is  one  ©f  human  frame, 

Jzfv,:>  array'd  in  flefh  and  blood, 

Tkinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 

A  full  equality  with  God. 
€  Txhcir  glory  fhines  with  equal  beaius.; 

Xheir  eflsnce  is  forever  one  ; 

Tho'  they  are  known  by  diif'rcnt  namf s,. 

The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 
7  Then  let  the  name  of  Ckriji  our  King 

With  equal  honours  be  ador'd  ; 

His  praife  Ictev'ry  angel  fing, 

And  all  the  nations  own  the  Lord. 

ij^pm  LII.   Common  Metre. 

Dtath  drtadfuL  or  ddighiful, 

1  TP\EATH.  'tis  a  melancholy  day 
JL^  To  thoic  that  have  no  God, 
Whea  the  poor  foul  is  lorc'd  away 

To  feek  her  iafl  abode. 

2  In  vain  to  hcav'n  fhe  lifts  her  eyes  :. 

But  guilt,  a  heavy  chain,. 
Still  drags  her  downward  from  the  fkics. 
To  darknefs.  fire,  and  pain, 

3  Awake,  and  mourn  ye  heirs  of  heU 

Let  ftubborn  Tinners  fear  ; 
You  muft  be  driv'n  from  earth,  and  dwcR 
A  long  FOREVER  there. 

4  See  how  the  pit  gapes  wide  for  you^ 

And.fialhes  in  your  face-; 
And  thou,  my  foul,  look  downward  toO| 
And  fing  recov'ring  grace, 
^  He  is  a  Gad  of  fov'reign  love, 
Who  promis'd  heav'n  to  me. 
And  taught    my  thoughts  to  f<AiJir  abovc^ 
W,h€;re  happy  fpiritsbe.. 


3.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.      .     449 

6   P;ep?.re  liie.  Lord;  for  thy  right  hand,. 
Thvn  come: the  jovful  day  i 
Come  :i:aih,  and  Ibms  csleflial  band, 
To  be  Jr. my  iGui  away. 

^^mi  m^^'      Common  Metre, 

The  pilgrimage  cf  thefaiyits  ;  or,  earth  and  heaven 

1  J    OPvD  !  whata   v.-retchedkridistbisj 
j»_j   Which-yisids  us  tvcrfupply  ; 

No  cheering  fruits,  no  v/holeibme  tree«. 
Nor  ilreains  of  living  joy  ? 

2  But  pridc^iingthorns  thro'  all  the  grcundj 

And  mortal  pcifons'grovv'. 
And  ."lil  :he  rixers  winch  ore  found, 
With  Qang'rot.13  waters  flow. 

3  Yet  the  dearp?.tii  to  thine  abode 

Lies  thro'lhis  horrid  .l-^.nd  : 
Lord  I  we  would  keep  the  heav'niy  rosd^. 
And  run  at  thy  command. 

4  Ourfoals  ihall  tread  the  delart  through ,. 

With  undiverted  feet  ;' 
And -faith  ^rid'fiaming  ^esl  fubdue 
The  terrors  thr,t  we  meet. 

5  [A  thoufand  lavage  beafts  of  pre)^^ 

Around  the  foreft  roain  : 
But  judah's'  Lion  guards  thre  way, 
And  guides  Ihe  firangers  home.] 

6  [Long  nights  a:"«<L  dai 'icnefs  dweii  below^ 

With  icarce  a  t-vi\:hling  ray  ;     _  • 

But  the  bric^ht  world  to  which  \ve 
Is  evwlaftinr  day,] 
1   By  ghmm'rin.:^  hopes,  and  glocmy  feaiSj^ 
VVe  tiicethe.  facredroEd  j 
O   G   2 


4'5o^  K-YM-NS    ANi>.  B..  il- 

Thro'  difm^l  deeps,  and  dang'rous  {aaxff£>. 
We  make  feur  way  to  God. 

8  Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze, 

But  we  march  upwards  Hill  ; 
Forget  thefe  troubles  of  the  ways, 
And  reach  at  Zion's  hill. 

9  [See  the  kind  angels  at  the  gates, 

Inviting  u:.  to  come  ! 
There  ^cjus  the  Forei-unner  waits 
To  welcome  trav'lers  home.] 

10  [There  on  a  green,  and  flow'ry  mount^. 

Our  weary  fouls  fhall  fit, 
And  with  tranfporting.jpys,  recount 

The  labours  of  our  feet. 
1:1  No  vain  difcourrs  fhall  fill  our  tongue^ 

Nor  trifles  vex  our  ear  ; 
Infinite  grace  ftiall  fill  our  fong, 

And  God  rejoice  to  hear. 
^  Eternal  glories  to  the  King 

That  brought  us  fafely  through  ; 
Our  tongues  fhall  never  ccafe  to  fing. 

And  endlefs  praife  renew.} 

l^gUm  LIV.„  Common  Metre. 

Ged*s  prifen^e  is  light  in  darknffs. 

Jt"]\  yTY  God.  the  fpring  of  all  my  joyfi>, 
JLVi  The;  life  of  my  delights,. 
The  glory  of  nay  brighte  ft  days. 
And  comfori  of.my  .»ights. 

2  In  darkefl  fhades  if  he  appear, 

My-dawningis  begun  ! 
He  is  my  foul's  fweet  morning  .ftar, 
Andhe  my  rifing  fun.. 

3  The  op'ning  heav'ns  around  me  fhine.^ 

With  bcdms  offacjcd  b.lifs, 


S,  iL,         SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  45,1. 

While  Jtfu.%  fliews  his  heart  is  mine, 
And  whitperSj  I  aiiL  his.., 

4  Mv  foiil  xvould  leave  this  heavy  clay. 

At  that  tranfp®rting  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  {hilling  way 
T'  embrace  my  deareil  Lord. 

5  Fearlefs  of  hell  and  ghaflly  death, 

rd  break  through  ev'ry  toe  : 
The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faithj 
Shall  bear  mc  conqu'rer  through. 

^gmU  LV.      Common  Metre. 

Frail  life  and,  fucceedirig  tUrnity^ 

i^  V  "HEE  we  adore,  eternal  naire, 
X     And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame  ; 
What  dying  worms  are  we  ? 
a  [Our  wailing  lives  grow  fhorter  ftili^i 
As  months  and  days  increafe  ; 
And  ev'ry  beating  pulfe  we  tell 
Leaves  but  the  number  lefi. 
3  Th'e  y^ar  rolls  round,  and  Heals  awa^ 
The  breath  that  firft  it  gave  : 
Whate*er  we  do,  where'er  we  be. 
We're  trav'ling  to  the  grave.] 
4.  Dangers  ftand  thick  through  all  the  grourrd 
To  pufli  u£  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  fierce  difeafes  wait  around. 
To  hurry  mortals  home, 
5:  Good  God  1  on  what  a  flender  threaid, 
Kang  everlafting  things  | 
Th'  eternal  ftates  of  all  the  deati  , 
Upon  life's  feeble  ftrings. 

6  Infinite  joy  or  endlefs  woe 

At  ten  d.  oq,  every  b^reath  ; : 


45  2  HYMNS     AND  'bV^IL 

And  yet  ho\\'  unconcerr'd  we  go 

Upon  the  brirjlc  of  dczth. 
7  Waken,  O  Lqrdj  our  drowly  fenfe, 

To  rua  tills' ciang'rous  road  ; 
And  iioukifouls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  ^e'foUn^  wiui  God. 

ippmn    LVl.       Common     Metre. 

Thcmifery  cj  bcing^   zvithout.God  in  this  world  ; 
or,  vain  prof  ferity  I' 

ilVJO,  I  fhaU'envy  them  no  'niors 
XN       Who  grow  profanely  great, 
Though  they  increafe  their  golden  ftorc. 
And  rife  to  wondrous  height, 
•  2  They  tafte  of  all  the  joys  lhat\gTQ\v 
Upon  this  earthly  clod  !      " 
"Well  they  may  fearch  the  creat^urc  thro^ 
Fer  they  have  ne'er  a  God  ; 
2  Shake  off  the  thoughts  of  dying  too, 
And  think,  your  life  your  own  ; 
But  death  comes  hafl'ning  on  to  you 
To  rriow  your  gfory  down.    . 
4  Yes,  you  rriuft  bow  your  {lately  head,. 
Away  your  fpirit  flies, 
And  no  kind  angel  near  your  bed, 
To  bear  it  to  the  Ikies., 
g  Go  now  and  bpail  of  all  your  {lores, 
And  tell  how  bright  th.^y  fhine  ; 
Your  heaps  of  glitt'ring  du{l  are  yours. 
And  mv  Redeemer's  mirie. 
iOjmh  LVIT.  'Long  Metre. 
Tht  pleafurcs  of  a  good  covfciefitcc. 
1 1*    ORD.  how  fecvire  and  blelt  are  they 
ij   Who  feel  the  j<3ys  of  pard©n'd  fm  ? 


B.  II.        SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  45a 

Should  ftorms  of  wrath  fhjike  earth  and  fea, 

Their  minds  have  heav'n  and  peace  withiru 
s  The  day  glides  fwiftly  o'er  their  heads. 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  : 
And  foft  and  filent  as.  the  fnades 
llieir  nightly  minutes  gently  move, 

3  rOuickas  their  thoughts  their  joys  comcea 
But  fly  not  half  fo  fa  ft  a\vay  j 

Their  fouls  arc  ever  bright  as  noon^ 
And  calm  as  fummer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  tPmy  look  to  th'  heav'nly  hills, 
Where  groves  of  living  pleafurcs  grow^ 
Aad  lortging  hopes,  and  cheerful  fmiies. 
Sit  undiflurb'd  upon  their  brov-/.]) 

5  They  fcorn  to  feek  our  golden  toys. 
But  fpend  the  day  and  Ihare  the  night, 
In  numb'ring  o'er  t4ie  richer  joys 
That  heav'n  prepares  for  their  delight.. 

^   While  wretched  we.  like  worms  and  moles,, 
LiQ  grov'ling  in  the  duft  below  ; 
Almighty  grace  renew  our  fouls, 
And  we'll  afpire  to  glory  too^ 

^VlViVt  LXVIII.     Commofl   Metre. 

The  JJiortnntfs  of  lifi  and  the.  gopdnefs  of;  God,. 

1   'T^IME  I  what  an  empty  vapour  'tis  i 
A        And  day«  how  fwift  they  are  ? 
Swift  as  aa  Indian  arrow  flies. 
Or  like  a  fhQoting  ftar., 
s  The  prefentmomjentsjuft  appear, 
Then  Hide  away  in  ha  fie, 
That  we  can,  never  fay.  they're  here  % 
But  only  fay  they*re  p.aft, 
^:  [Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing,^ 
And  d^ath  is  ever  nigh  ;, 


,i 


454  H  Y  M  NS  AND  B.  13 

The  moment  whea  pur  lives  "begin,  '^ 
We  all.  begin  to  die.] 

4  Yet.  mighty  God  !  our  fleecing  days 

Thy  lailing  favours  fhare, 
Yct  with  the  bounties  of  thy  grace 
Thou  loadfo  the  rolling  year. 

5  'TisTov'reign  mercy  finds  us  food, 

And_wc  s^eclo'ath'd  with  love; 
While  grace  ftaiids  pointing  out  the  road 
That  leads  our  fouls  shove, 

6  Kis  g^odnefs  runs  ?.n  endlefs  round  ; 

.•\ll  glory  to  the  Lord  ! 
His  m'^rcy  nevf.r  knows  a  bound  ; 

And  be  hi's  name  adcr'd  1 
€  Thus  we  be^in'.the.lafting  fong  : 

And  when  we.clofe  OUT  eyes,' 
Lett  rhe  next  ?ge  thy  praife  prolong, 

'■  rill  time  and  nature  dies. 

lt)Pinri  LiX;      Common  Metre. 
Faractife'vh  earth. 

1  f^  LORY  toGod'that  w^lksthefky, 
VT   And  fends  his,  bl.elBngs  threwgh; 
Th5.c  tells  his. fyints  Of  jOys  on  high 

And  gi'/es  a  taue  tvi^low. 

2  f  Giory  to  God' that  ftoopshis  throne, 

'•That  djilaitd  worms  may  fee't, 
And  brin>;;.<  a  gVirnfe  of  glory  down 
Around  his  fbcred  feet. 

3  WhertChriil-,  with  all  his  graces  crown'd 

Sheds  his  kind  beam.s  abroad, 
'Tis  a  yo-iing  I>.3av*ri  on  earthly  ground. 
And  giory  ijiihe  bud. 

4  A  bloom.jng  paradife  of  joy 

la  this  wiid  defert  fpring-?. 


,11.  SPiRlT'UAL  SONGS,  455 

Andev'ry  fenfe  1  flrait  emplcy 

On  fweet  C£leP::a]  ihings, 
Vv"]i:-.e  liiici  all  ;. round  appear, 

Avid  each  hi:-,  giory  rnows  : 
The  rofe  of  Sr.  r.on  biofloms  here, 

The  ffdrell  flaw'r  that  blov,-s. 
Cheerful  1  fealt  on  heav'niy  fruit. 

And  bring  the  plsafures  down, 
Ple-'-fiires  that  flow  hard  by  the  foot 

Of  the  eternal  throne. 
But.  ah  !  how'  foon  my  joys  decav^ 

How  foon  'iT.y  fin^  anle. 
And  faatch  the  heavenly  icene  r.way 

From  thefe  lamenting  eyes  i 
When  flicdi  the  time,  dear  Jefus,  when 

The  fhining  a?y  appear, 
lat  1  fhall  leave  thofe 'clouds  of  fin. 

And  guilt  and  darkn°fshere  ? 
Up  to  the  fields  above  the  fiiieSj 

My  h?.riy  feet  would  go. 
There  everlafliing  flov/'rs  arife. 

And  joy >  unwith'ring  grow. 

.  i^jmU  LX.      Long  Metre. 

It  truth^cf  God  iJu  prc'iiifir  ;   cr,  tht  prcmijcs 
arc  o^r  jecurirty. 

"pRAISE,  ev-rlaftmg  praife.  be  paid        ; 
jL^  ,   To  him  that  esr^hh-.  lOUi-idaiion  laid  ; 
Pra  '  z  to  the  God.  -^vlrfe  hrong  decrees 
Sways  the  creation  ^s  he  pleafe. 
Praife  to  thegcodnefs  of  the  Lord. 
Who  rules  his  people  by  his  v/ord. 
And  there  a?  ftrcng  a:>  his  decices. 
He  fets  his  hindeft  taromi^fei. 


4^5  HYMNS  AND  B.  lU 

5  Firm  are  the  words  his  prophets  give. 
Sweet  words  on  which  his  children  live  : 
Each  cf  them  is  the  voice  of  God, 

Who  fpoke  and  fpread  the  Ikies  abroad, 
^  Each  of  them  pow'rful  as  that  found, 

That  bid  the  new  made  world  go  round; 

And  ftronger  than  the  foiid  poles, 

On  which  the  wheel  of  nature  rolls. J 
r   Whence  .then  flioald  doubts  and  fear  arifc  ? 

Why  trickling  forrows  drown  our  eyes  ? 

Slowly,  al?.s  !   our  mmd  receives 

The  comforts  that  our  Maker  gives. 

6  Oh,  for  a  flrong,  a  la  fling  faith. 
To  credit  what  th'  Almighty  faith  ] 
T'  embrace  rhe  roeifage  of  his  Son, 
And  call  th>i  joys  of  heav'n  our  own. 

Y  Then  111  out  d  the  earth's  old  pillars  fliakey 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break  ; 
Our  fle^dy  fouls  fhall  fear  no  more 
Than  folid  rocks  when  billows  roar. 

8  Our  everlaftins;  hopes  arife 
Above  the  ruinable  fkies, 
Where  the  eternal  Builder  reigns. 
And  his  own  couits  his  pow'r  fuflainSj 

i^inmt   LXC.      Common  Metre. 

Death  drfadfid,  or  delightful. 

i   1\ /TY  foul,  come,  meditate  the  d^v. 
iVX   And  think  how  nerr  it  nands. 
When  thou  muft  quit  ihishoufe  of  clav, 
Arid  'fly  to  unknown  lands. 
2   [And  yovi,  mine  eye.-,  look  down  and  view 
The  hollow  gaping  tomb  : 
This  gloomy  prif  >n  waits  f':ci-  you. 
Whene'er  the  fuminons  come. 


B.  II,  SPIRITUAL  S02CGS.  457 

3  Oh  !  could  we  die  with  thofe  v/ho  die. 

And  place  us  in  then-  ilead  ; 
Thsn  would  ouri^pirits  lc?:ir.  to  fly, 
And  converie  witli  the  dead  : 

4  Then  fhould  we  ice  the  I'airtts  above, 

In  then-  own  £,k)rious  form?, 
.Vnd  wonder  why  our  fouls  fnculd  love 
To  dwell  with  mortal  wor;ns. 

5  ^How  we  fhould  fcorn  thcfe  clothes  of  fieui 

Thefi  fetter.'^,  sna  this  load. 
And  long  for  evening  to  undrefs, 
That  we  may  i'cfi:  with  God.] 
o  Vv.e  fhould  aimofi:  forfake  our  ciay 
Before  the  lummons  come. 
And  pray  and  wifn  our  fr.uls  away 
To  their  eternal  home. 

{ppmn  LXiI.      CommoQ  Metre. 

Gndth"  ihvndcr^r  j  or.  thclajl  ju.if:in^7it  and  hdu* 
t    QING  to  the  Lord,  ye  hvav'niy  hofts, 

O    Anr^  thou.  O  earth.  ?dore  : 

Let  d-ath  and  hel!.  throvigh  iM  their  coafts, 
Stand  trembling  ar  1:15  pow'r, 

2  II'.S  founding  chariot  ihikes  t/ic  TrYj 

He  makes  the  cloucks  liis  tiironc  ; 

Thc'C  ?11  his  (r.ort^s  ^^f  k;2:'''tuing  li?. 

"  rdl  '.'?nseancc  drjr  them  d'^wn. 

3  His  nofiirils  br!,:j:'-e  out  fieiv  ilreamSj 

And  from  his  nwhd  tongue 
A-  fDvVeign  voice  dixraes  the  flame, 

And  thunder  rr-aro  alon<7.  ^ 

=*■    Ma^^  i-  n /:i  i-:K  ^^-cni  fiorm  of  tJtitvaa^ 
^iu,  u  il  >*.>■'  2;  ;■  A.     1  "6"'. 


.5S  HYMNS  AKD  B,  IC. 

^  Think,  O  my  foul,  the  dreadful  day 
When  this  iricenfed  God 
Shall  rend  the  fKy,  and  burn  the  fea. 
And  fling  his  wrath  abroad  ! 
c  Whp.t  fhall  the  -vTetch,  the  finner  do  ?        A 
He  once  defy'd  the  Lord; 
But  he  fl-!?.ll  dread  the  Tbund'rer  now, 
And  fmk  betieath  his  word. 
'o  Tempefls  of  angry  fire  fhall  roll, 
To  blaft  the  rebel  worm, 
Andb^at  upon  his  naked  foul 
In  one  eternal  fiorm, 

iDgmn  LXiri.  Common  Metre. 

A  funeral  thought.  * 

I    TTARK*!  from  the  tfmbs,  a  doleful  found,- 
n.   My  ears  attend  the  ciy, 
■^f  e  living  men,  ccme,  view  the  ground 
*' Where  you  muil  fhortly  lie. 
-2  ♦•Princes,  this  clay  mufl  be  your  bed, 
'Tn  fpitc  of  all  your  tow'rs ; 
*'The  tall,  the  wife,  the  rev'rend  head, 
'  *'Muft  lie  as  low  as  ours." 
3  Great  God  !  is  fhis  our  certain  doom  ? 
And  are  wc  ftill  fccure  I 
Still  walkimg  downwards  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ! 
j|  tyrant  us  the  pow'rs  of  i^uick'ning  grace. 
To  fit  our  fouls  to  fly  ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flefh, 
We'll  rife  above  the  fkv. 
g)l>mn      LXIV.      Long  Metre. 
God  th:  glory  and  defence  of  X-ion. 
*    T  T  \r?Y  the  church.thoufacred  place, 
in  The  feat  oi  thy  Creator's  grsce  ; 


B,  il.  SPIRITUAL  SON*SS.  459 


\. 


Thine  holy  courts  are  hiiahode  : 
Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God. 

2  Thy  walls  are  (Irength,  and  at  thy  gste 
A  ^u^rd  of  heavenly  warriors  wait  ; 
Nor  fhall  thy  deep  foundations  movCj 
Fix'd  on  his  counfels  and  his  love. 

3,  Thy  foes  in  vain  defigns  engage, 
Againfl  his  throne  in  vain  ihey  rage  ', 
Like  rifmg  wa^^/es  with  angry  roar, 
That  dafh  and  die  upon  the  fhore. 

4  Then  let  our  fouls  in  Zion  dvjcll, 
Nor  fciar  the  v/rath  of  Roriie  or  hell  ; 
His  arms  embrace  this  happy  groundj 
Like  brazen  bulwarks  built  around. 

5  God  i&  our  fhield,  and  God  our  fun  ; 
Swift  as  the  fleeting  moments  run. 
On  us  he  fhedsnew  be-ams  of  grace, 
And  we  reflefl  his  brightcfl:  praife, 

Tkc  hope   of  heaven  ourfuppori  under  t.riaU 
earth, 

1  T  ■)C  THEN  1  can  read  my  tiile  clear 

V  V       To  man  lions  in  the  &ies, 
I  bid  £arev/ell  to  ev'ry  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  agamft  my  foul  en£,age, 

And.heli'ifh  darts  be  hurl'dj 

Then  I  can  fmi'le  at   Satan's  lage/ 

And  f?ce  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  fiorms  of  forrov/  fall  ; 
May  ibut  fafelyre?.ch  my  home^ 
My  God/ my  heav'n.  my  aii  ; 


4^0  HYMNS.    AMD  B.-II. 

4  There  mall  I  bathe  my  weary  foul 
In  Teas  of  heav'nly  refi, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Acrols  my  peaceful  breaft. 

i!)])mU,  LXVI,      Gommon  Metre. 

A  profpcEi  cj heaven  makes  death  eafy, 
X  ^  j  'HERE  is  a  l?nd  of  pure  delight, 
A        Where  faims  immoital  rejgn, 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleafures  baniih  pain. 
*  There  cveriafling  fpring  abides, 
And  never  with'ring  flcAv'rs  ; 
Dciith,  like  a  narrow  fea  divides- 
This  heav'nly  la;  d  from  ours, 
2  [Sweet  fields  beyond  the  1  welling  ficod, 
S-tand  dfeft  in  living  green  ; 
Sb.to'the  yirzfj  old  Canaan  ftoo^, 
While  Jordan  roU'd  between. 
4  But  tim'ious  mortals  ftart  and  ftirink, 
To  crcfs  this  narrow  fca, 
And  iino^er  fhiv'ring  on  the  brink, 
Thro'  fear  to  launch  away.]  ' 

r  Oh.  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove,, 
Thefc  gloo-ny  doubts  which  rife. 
And  fee  the  Canaan  Vv-hich  we  lave, 
With  unbecloudcd  eyes  1 
6  Could  we  butcJiTnb  where  Mofcs  flood. 
And  view  the  huidfcaps.o'er, 
Net  Jorc^dn's  rtTeam,  nor  death's  cold  floodj 
Should  fright  us  from  the  fliore. 

i^)^mn  LXVIK     Common  Metre. 
Gdd*s  cia-nnl  dcminun. 
R.KA'r  God  I.  how  innnlte  art  thou  f 


G 


B.  n.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  4^^, 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures,  bow, 
Aad  pay  their  praife  to  thee. 
2  Thy  throne  eternal  iiges  ftood. 
Ere  feas  or  flara  were  made  : 
Thou  art  the  ever  living  God. 
Were  all  the  nations  -dead. 

0  Nature  and  time  quite  nailed  lie 

To  thine  imrnenfe  furvey. 

From  the  formal  ion  of  the  fky. 

To  the  great  burning  day. 

4  Eternity  with  ail  its  years. 

Stands  prelent  in  thy  view  ; 
To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears  j. 
Great  God  !   there's  nothing  new. 

5  Our  lives  thro'  various  fcenes  are  drawa 

And  vex'd  with  trifling  cares. 
While  thine  eternal  thoughts  move  on 
Thine  undifturbM  affairs. 

6  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 

What  worthlefs -worms  are  we  !  / 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bcwj 
And  pay  their  praife  to  thee. 

^^n\n  LXVIir.     Comtnon  Metre.  ,, 

The  humble  zvorjliip  of  God, 

1  'C'ATHER,  Hong,  I  faint  to  fe« 
X       The  piJSce  of  thine  abode  ; 
I'd  leave  the  earthly  courts  and  flee 

Up  to  thy  feat  my  God  } 
£  Here  I. behold  thy  diffant  face, 
And  'ti-s  a  pleafant  fight  ; 
But  to  abide  in  thine  en^raee,; 
Is  infiniie  delight. 

P?  2 


a6i  iiVMMs  AXD  B,  ir. 

3   I'd  part  u-ith  all  the  joys  of  i'tViCc, 
To  gaze  upon  thy  throne  ; 
Pleafure  fpriiigs  frcfli  forever  thence, 
Unfpeakable,  unknown. 
A  [Tlierc  all  the  heav'nly  hofts  nre  feenj 
In  fhining  raiiks  the)'  move," 
And  drink  immort?!  vigour  ia 
With  wonder  and  with  love. 

5  Then  at  thy  feet  with  awful  fear, 

Th*  adoring  armies  fall  : 
With  joy  they  {brink  to  nothing  there^ 
Before  th' eternal  all^ 

6  There  would  I  vi'':  with  all  the  hoft, 

In  duty  and  in  blifs   ; 
While  lejf's  than  riotkuig  1  csuld  bc&ft 
And  vanity  confef«.] 

7  The  more  thy  glories  ftrike  mine  eyes, 

The  humbler  I  ftiall  lie  ; 
Thus  whiie  I  hnk.  my  joy  fhall  rife. 
Unm^afavably  high. 

i3)pinU    LXJX.       Common  Metre. 

The  fait'hfulntfs  of  C-od  in  the  proviifes. 
^r'O'  iiGIN,  jTay  tongue,  iomc  htav'nly. theme 
J3      And  fpeak  fome  boundlcfs  thing, 
The  mighty  works  or  mightier  name 
OF  our  eternal  King. 
2  Tell  of  his  won-rrous  falthf>ji.lncfs^ 
And  found  l)ispow'r  abros^d, 
,  Sing  the  fweet  promite  of  his  grate, 
And  the  performing  God.    . 
o  Frocbiin  fdivatii^n  from  the  Lord^ 
For  wretched  dyintf  men  ; 
His  hand  has  writ  thefacred  word 
With  an  immort-al  pen. 


B.  ir,  SPlPaTUAL  SONGS.  46c 

4  Engrav'das  in  eternal  brafs, 

The  mighiy  prcmife  fliincs  •, 
Ncr  can  the  pow'rf.of  darkneis  raze 
Thoie  everlailing  lines.] 

5  [fie  that  can  dafli  whole  worlds  io  death, 

And  make,  them  when  he  pleafe. 
Pie  fpeaks    and  that  almighty  brealh 
FulfiU  his  great  decrees. 

6  His  very  v/ord  of  grace  is  ilrong 

As  that  which  built  the  fkies  ; 
The  voice  that  rolls  the  ftars  ?.i,cng 
Speaks  all  the  promises. 

7  He  laid,    Let  tlu:.  i-jidc  heav'n  it  fprcac. 

And  heav'n  was  ftretca'd  abroad  ; 
Abrah'm  I'll  be  thy  God,  he  laid. 
And  he  was --i/y/ (2/V/;i's  God, 

8  Oh.  might  I  hear  tniije  iiea\''r;ly  tongue 

But  whifper.  tiiou  art  mine  ! 
Thofe  gentle  Vv'ords  lliould  lailc  my  fong 

To  notes  almoft  divine, 
c^  How  would  my  leaping  heart  rej(?ice, 

And  think  rny  heav"n  iccurc  ! 
I  tr Lift  the  all  creating  voice,    - 

And  faith  dehres  no  more. 

Xpmm  LXX.      Long  Metre. 

Cod'^  dondnion  over  fhefca.    PfuL  evil.  23.  &Ci 
1    /^  OD  of  the  Teas,  ihy  thund'ilr  g  voice 
\jf  Ivlrkes  all  ire  roaring  vfaves  lejoice  1 
And  one  foft  ^vord  of  thy  command. 
Can  fsnk  them  fi-ent  in  the  fand. 
£   if  but  a  /vl^/<'j  wave  his  rod,  ;-: 

The  lea  divides,  and  owns  its  God  : 
The  ftormy  floods  theirr.^ker knew,      \ 
And  Jet  his'chofen  armies  through. 


4^4  HYMNS  AND  B.  U. 

3  The  fcn:!y  Hioals  amid  ihefea 

To  thee,  their  Lord,  a  inbuie  pay: 
The  meanelt  fifh  that  rwims  ihe  flood, 
Leaps  up  and  meani.  a  praife  to  God, 

4  The  larger  monftcrs  of  the  deep 
Oa  thy  commands  attendance  k^ep  ; 
By  thy  permiflion  {port  and  play. 
And  cleave  along  their  foaming  way, 

5  If  God  his  voice  of  tempcfl  rears, 
Leviathan  lies  ftiil,  axid  fears  ; 
Anon  he  lifts  his  noflnU  high. 
And  fpouts  the  ocean  to  the  fky. 

6  How  is  thy  gloricus  pow'r  adov'd 
Amidil  thefe  wat'ry  nations  Lord  f  '■ 
Yet  tiie  bold  men  that  trace  the  feas, 

..Bold  mcii  refufe  ihr.ir  Maker's  praiie, 
'J   What  fcones  of  miracles  they  fee, 
And  never  tune  a  foF.g  to  thee  ! 
While  on  the  flood  they  fafely  ride, 
They  curfe  the  hand  that  fmooths  the  tide. 

8  Anon  they  piunge  in  wat'ry  graves. 

And  fome  drink  death  among  the  waves  ; 
Yet  the  furviving  crevi'  blafph^me, 
Nor  own  the  God    fhat  refcu'd  them.]] 

9  Oh,  f;.r  fome  fignal  of  thy  han^i  ! 
Snake  all  the  feas,  Lord,  fhake  the  land  ; 
Great  Judge,  d'^-icend,  left  men  deny 
Th'it  there's  a  God  who  rules  the  iky. 

^pmn    l.XXT.      Common  Metre. 

Praife  to  God  from  all  creatures^ 
1  'T'^HE  glnries  of  my  Maker,  God, 
JL        My  joyful  voice  {hall  fing,  , 
And  call  the  nations  to  adore 
Thejr  former  »nd  iheir  King» 


B.  II.  SPIPvITUAL  SONGS.  4 


2  'Twas  his  righi  hand  that  fhap'd  our  clayj 

And  ivrcught  this  human  frame  ; 
But  i'^roTTi  his  o-wn  immediate  breath, 
Our  nobler  fpirits  came. 

3  We  bring  our  mortal  pow'rs  to  God. 

Arnd  worfliip  with  our  tongues  : 
We  claim  feme  kindred  with  the  ikies, 
And  join  th'  an/^eiic  fongs. 

4  Let  groveling  beafts  of  cv'ry  fhape. 

And  fowls  of  ev'ry  wing, 
And  recks,  and  trees,  and  fires  and  feaSj 
Their  various  tribute  bring. 

5  Ye  p'anets  to  his  honour  fhine, 

And  wheels  of  nature,  roll, 
Praife  him  in  your  unweary'd  courfe 
Around  the  fbeady  pole. 

6  The  brightnefs  of  our  Maker's  nan>e 

The  wide  creation  fills. 
And  his  unbounded  grandeur  flies 
Beyond  the  heav'nly  hills. 

i^piU  LXXir.      Common  Mttre. 

The  Lord's  days     or,  the  rcjurreciion  c-f  Chnf}. 

BLKSV  morning,  whofe  young  dawnir.g 
Behsfdourrihng  God  J       ^  [rays 

That  faw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dufr, 
A.nd  leave  his  laft  abode. 
£  In  the  cold  priion  of  a  tomb, 
The  dead  Redeemer  lay, 
'Till  the  revolving  fkies  had  brought 
Th'  third,  th'  appointed  day. 
3  Hell  and  ihe. grave  unite  their  force 
To  hold  our  God  in  vain  ; 
The  ileeping  Conqueror  aroie^ 
A"d  buvii  rheir  feeble  chcun» 


46S  HYMNS  and  B.  II, 

4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord, 

Thefe  facred  hours  we  pay, 
And  loud  Hofannas  fhall  proclaim 
The  triumphs  of  the  day. 

5  [SalvatixDn  and  immortal  pralfe 

To  our  viftorious  King  : 
Let-  hcav'n  and  earth,  and  rocks,  and  feas, 
With  glad  HofanTfas  ring. J 

5)pmn  tXXllL     Common  Metre. 

Douhts  fcattered  J  or, /pint ual  joys  rejiored, 
a   T  T  EN  CE,  from  my  foul,  fad  tho'ts  be  gone, 
XX     And  leave  me  to  my  joys  ; 
My  tongue  fiiall  triumph  in  my  Cod  ; 
And  make  a  joyful  noifs. 
ft  Darknefs  and  doubts  had  veil 'd* my  minrij 
And  drown'd  my  head  in  tears, 
'Till  fov*reign  grace  wiih  fhining  rays, 
Difpel'd  my  gloomy  fears. 

3  Oh,  wAat  immortal  joys  i  felt, 

And  raptures  ail  divine.- 
\yhen  J(Jus  told  me — l  i-as  his, 
And  my  Beloved  mine  ! 

4  In  vain  the  tempter  frights  my  fauV, 

And  breaks  my  per.ce  m  vain  ; 
One  glimpfe  dear  Sdviour  of  thy  face 
Revives  my  joys  sgain. 

^gmn  LXXlV.      Siiort   Mct^e 

Repcfitance  f7  07n  *a  fenfc  of  divine,  goodi'cfs  :  or, 
ftt,.  aCQfiiplaiiitofin-yratitude, 

1   TS  this  the  kind  r«iturn, 

JL  And  thefe  the  thanks  we  o\ve  ? 
Thus  to  abufe  eternal  love. 

Whence  all  our bleiTmgs  flow  f- 


'3.  11.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  4% 

2  To  what  a  ftubborn  frame 

Has  iin  reduc'd  our  mind ! 
What  flrange  rebellious  wretches  we. 
And  God,  as  ilrangely  kindi 

3  [On  us  he  bidiy  the  fun 

Shed  his  revivir;g  rays; 
For  us  the  ik-.es  then  circles  run, 
To  lengtheti  out  our  days. 

4  The  brvites  obey  their  God, 

And  bow  their  necks  to  men  : 
But  we  more  bafe,  rr>ore  brutifh  things, 
R'^jitl  his  eafy  reign, j 

5  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 

And  mould  our  fouls  afrefh  ;' 
Break,  fov're'gn  grace,  thefe  hearts  of  flone^ 

And  give  us  hearts  of  fleih. 
€  Let  old  ingratitude 
,  ,      Provoke  our  weeping  eyes, 
And  hourly  as  new  mercies  fall, 

Let  hourly  thanks  arife. 
P^rnn  LXXV,      Common  Metre. 
Spiritual  and  eternal    'oy  ;   or^  the  beatific  fight 
cj  Ckrifc. 

1  l^ROM  thee,  my  God,  my  joys  {hall  rife, 
A.        And  run  eternal  rounds, 

BcyoT*d  the  liraits  of  the  fls^ies. 
And  all  created  bounds. 

2  The  holy  triumphs  of  my  foul 

Shall  death  itfelf  outbrave, 

Leave  dull  mcriality  behind, 

And  fly  beyond  the  grave. 

3  There,  where  my  hlcAicd  J  if  us  rcignS- 

In  heav'n'sunmcafar'd  fpace, 
I'll  fpend  T?  long  eternity. 
In  pleafure  a»din  praife. 


468  HYMN^S  and  B.  II. 

4  Millions  of  year?  my  wond'ringcvcs 
Shall  o'er  thy  beauties  rcve, 
And  cndleCs  age?  PU  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  \-^ve. 
r^   Sv/eet  Jejus,  cv'ry  f:r.ile  of  thine 
Shall  freih  endearrsents  bring, 
And  thoufand  trTfces  of  new  delights 
From  all  thy  graces  fpring. 
6   K.'fle  my  beloved,  fetch  mv  foul 
Up  to  thy  blds'd  abode  :' 
Fly  for  tny  fpirit  longs  to  iee 
M^'  Saviour  and  iny  God. 

l;)}}mn  LXXVI.      common  Metre. 

The.  refiirrtdion  av.d  ajcaifion  of  Chr^ft, 

1  T  T  OS  ANN  A  to  th«  Ihince  of  light, 
X±     That  cloth'd  himfelf  in  clay; 
Knter'd  the  iron  gittcs  of  death, 

And  tore  the  bars  away. 
«   Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread^ 
Since  our  Immanud  rofc   : 
He  took  the  tyrant's  fling  away 
And  fpoil'd  our  belli Fn  foe^. 

2  Sec  how,  the  roncju'ror  mounts  aloft, 

And  to  his  Father  flies, 
With  Icars  of  honour  in  his  llerii, 

And  triumph  in  hiseycs.^ 
/^  There  our  exalted  Saviour  r'rigns, 

And  fcatters  VrlelTinPS  down  } 
Our    Ji'Ju<i  fills  the  midille  feat 

Of  the  celeftial  Throne. 
r  rR^if-5  your  devotion,  mortal  tongvies, 

To  reach  hi*  bleft  C'bcdc. 
Sweet  be  the  .nccf  nts  oi  your  fongs 

To  our  incarnate  Cod. 


E,  XI.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  4% 

^  Bright  angels,  ftiike  your  loudeft  firings^ 
Your  fweeteft  voices  raife  ; 
Let  beav'n,  and  ail  created  things, 

Sound  our  /mma»uc^*s  praife.  j 
i^^mil    LXXVII.      Long    Metre. 
The  chriflian  warfare, 
1   QTANi5  up,  my  foul,  fhake  off  thy  fears, 
i3     And  gird  the  gofpel  armour  on  ; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endlefs  joy, 
Where  thy  great  Captain  Saviour's  gone, 

3  Hell  and  thy  Uns  refiil  thy  courfe, 
But  herl  and  fin  are  vanquifh'd  foes. 
Thy  JcJusnziVd  them  to  the  crofs, 
And  Tung  the  triumph  when  he  rofe, 

\%  What  though  the  prince  of  darknefsragCj   , 
And  wafte  the  fury  of  his  fpite  ? 
Eternal  chains  conEne  him  down 
To 'fiery  deeps,  and  endlefs  night* 

4  What  thodgh  thine  inward  lu (Is  rebel  r 
'Tisbut  aftruggling  gsfp  for  life; 

The  weapons  of  victorious  grace 
Shall  flay  thy  fms,  fend  end  the  ftrife.J 

5  Then  let  my  fou.1  march  boldly  on, 
Prefs  forward  to  the  heav'niy  gaie  ; 
There "pea<:e  and  joy  eternal  reign, 
And  glit'ring  robes  of  conqa'rors  v/^ait, 

te  There  ihalli  wea^a  (larry  crown  ; 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace  5 
^Vhiie  all  the  arTfies  of  the  fKies 
Join  in  my  glorious  leaders  praife. 

ipmtm     LXXVfll.    Comir]on  Metre. 
RedmiptioM  by  Chrijh,  \ 

t  X  X  T  H  E  N  t h e  firft  Pcvrc n is  of  ©ur  riice 
V  V     Rebell'd  and  loft  tiieir<5od, 

/  G  (j> 


i-To  HYMNS  AKD  B,  Ih 

,• ' ,  '.■■..■•  « >•     '"■ 

And  the  infe£lion  of  their  Rn 
Had  tainted  all  our  biood  ; 

2  Infinite  pity  taiich'd  the  heart 

Of  the  eternal  Son, 
Defcending  from  the  heav'nlv  court, 
H-e  left  his  Father's  throne. 

3  Afide  tke  Prince  of  Glory  thxev/ - 

Hjs  mo  ft  divine  array. 
And  wrap'd  his  Godhead  in  a  veil 
Of  our  inferior  cVav. 

4  His  living  pow'r^aitd  dying  love, 

Redeem 'd  unh?p,py  men  -, 
And  rais'd  ihe  ruins  of  our  race 
To  life  and  -God  cgain. 
2  To  theCj'dcr-r  Lord,  our  flefli  and  foul' 
We  joyi'ully  rciign  ; 
.Bleft  Je fiis  id^t^z  us  for  thy  own, 
For  we  are  doubly  thine.. 
6  Thine^  honour  fhall  iForever  be 
Thebufiriefs  oi  our  day«. 
Forever  fhtvll  our  thankful  tongues 
Speak  thy  defer ved  p-raife. 

f^inim    LXXIX.      Common   Metre. 

:  Praife  to  the  "Redccvitr. 

iYyi'V}^0'  D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  defpair 
X      We  wretched"  iinners. lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  .beam  of  hop^c, 
Or  fpark  of"  glimm'ring  day. 

2  Withpityisig  eyesthe  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  hclplef^  grief; 
•  He  faw    and  (O  nnn?zing  love!) 
Herantd  our  relief, 

3  Down  fiA-.m  the   fiiin in g  feats  abav^e 

With  joyful  hafl:c  he  fled. 


B.  II.         SPIRITUAL  SONGS.    .        476 

■    Enter'd  (he  grave  in  mortal  fiefh 
And  dwelt  ameng^^xhe  dead. 

4  He  fpoil'd  the  pow'rs  of  darkn^efs  thus 

And  brake  our.  iTon  chains, 
Jifus  has  freed  our  captive  jouls. 
From  everlalting' Trains- 

5  [In  vain  the  baffied  pmnce  of  hell 

His  curled  projects. tries  ; 
We  that  were  dcom'd  his  endle&  flaveS3 
Are  rais'd  above  the  fkies.j      *  *"■   . 

6  Oh,  for  his  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

There  lading  iilenc©  break  : 
And  ail  har;iiC"asi/>us  human  tongues   . 

The  Saviour's  praifes  fpeak.  <, 

^   [Yes,  we  will  praife  thee.  deareH:  Lofd^, 

Our  Ibuis  are  all  on  flame  j 
Mof anna  round,  the  fpacious  earth 

To  thine  ?dored  name.    . 
3,  Angels,  aflift. ci3>rviiughty  joysy- 

S  t  rike  al  L  y  ou  r  harp  so  f  g  oi  d  ; 
But  when  you  raife  your  higheft  note 

His  love  can  ne'er  bs  toid.j 

Ippm    LXX^.      Short  >Ietre. 

God's  atoful  pozcn-  and  gcodncjs. 

!  the  almighty  Lord  ! 
How;  macchlefs  ishis'povv''r  ! 
Tremble,  O  eaiih,  beneath  his  vvordj 
Wiiile  ail  .die  heav'ns  adore. 
&  Let  proud  imperious  kings 
.  Bow  i6v*r  before  his  throne  ! 
Crouch  to  his  feet,  ye.  haughty  things. 
Or  heihatitread  youdov.'n. 
.3   Above  the  fkies  he  reig-ns, 
And  with  amazing  blows 


4V 


HYMNS    Anik  B.  U. 


He  deak  infufiPerable  pains 
On  his  rebellious  foes, 

4  Ye  everlafting  God, 

We  love  to  fpeak  thy  pralfe  , 
Thy  fceptre's  equal  to  thy  rod, 
The  fceptre  of  thy  grace. 

5  The  arms  of  mighty  love 
Defend  our  Ziow  vvgII, 

.,\nd  heav  hily  mercy  walls  us  round 
From  Babylon  and  hell. 

6  Salvation  to  the  King 
That  fits  enthron'd  above  : 

Thus  we  adore  the  God" ol^  might, 
And  blefs  the  God  of  love. 

l^gttUT    LXXXI.   ComffiOR  Metre. 

Our  fin  the.  caujt  of  Chriji's  deaths 

i   \  ND  now  the  fcales  have  left  mine  eyes^ 
XJL   Now  1  begin  to  fee  ; 
Oh  the  curs'd  deeds  my  iins  have  dona  l' 
What  murd'rous  things  they  be  ! 

2  Were  thefe  the  trai  tors  deareft  Lord, 

That  thy  fair  body  tore  ? 
Monfters  that  (lain'd  thofe  heav'nly  limbs 
With  floods  of  purple  gore  ? 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 

My  deareft  Lord  was  Aain, 
Whenjuilice  feiz'd  God's  only  Son, 
And  put  his  foul  to  pain  ? 

4  Forgive  my  guilt,  O  Prince  of  Peace, 

I'll  wound,  mv  God  no  m.ore. 
Hence  from  my  heart,  yc  fins,  be  gonc^ 
For  Jcfus  I  adoire, 

5  Furnifh  me,  Loi-d,  with  heav'niy  arm^s^ 

From  Grace's,  magazine. 


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B.  n.:  SPIRITUAL  "SaNGS;  473. 


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And  I'll  proclaim  eternal  wrir 
With  ev'ry  darling  fin. 

OpmU  LXXXII.     Common  M^trc. 

Redemption  and  proteclienfromJpirituaienemUH- 

1    A  ,  RISE,  my  foul,  iny  joyful  pow'rs. 

jL\.     And  triumph  in  my  God  ; 
,     Awake  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 

His  glorious  grace  abroad, 
9.  He  rais'd  me  from,  the  deeps  of  fin 
The  gates  of  gaping  hell, 
And  fix'd  my  flanding  more  fccure 
Than  'twas  before  I  fell. 

3  Thi^'ar-ms  of  everiafting  love. 

Beneath  my  foul, he  plac'd, 
And  on  the  rock  b£  ^^es  {ct 

My  ilipp^ry  footrieps  favb,  ■  ^ # 

4  The  city  of  my  bled,  abode  'TTrnf 

Is  wall'd  aroundwith  giace  ; 
Salvation  for  a  bulwark  ftauds 
To  fhield  the  fa  cred  pla  c e . 

5  5iziflrt  may  vent  his  iharpefl  fpite, 

And  all  his  legibns  roar  ; 
Almighty  mercy  guards  piy  life, 
And  bounds  his  raging  pow'r, 

6  Arife  my  foul,  awr.ke  my  voice^. 

And  tunes  of  pleafure  fmg  ; 
Loud  hallaiujahs  Ihall  ad.drefs 
My  Saviour  and  my  King, 

^pimt;  LXXXIII.     Coramon    MetPS. 

The  .pajjion  and  exaliatz-on  of  c  h  ?%  i  s Tv 

THUS  faith  the  Ruler  of  the  iTuc&^. 
Awake  my  dreadful Jzjcid  j 
O  02 


474  HYMNS    ani>.  U,  U^ 

Azoake  my  wrath  andfmite  the  Man^ 

My  Fcilozo,  faith  the  Lord. 
2.  Vengeance  leceiv'd  t)ie  dread  commaniiy 

And  armed,  down  (he  flies  : 
Jfcfus  fubmi,ts  t'  his  Father's  hand, 

And  bows  his  head,    and  dies. 

3  But,  oh  !  the  wifdom  and  the  grace 

That  join  with  vengeance  now  ! 
He  dies  toiave  our  guilty  race, 
And  yet  he  rifes  loo. 

4  A  perfon  fo  divine  wa%  he, 

Who  yielded  to  be  flain, 
That  h-;  could  give  his  foul  away, 
And  tclkehis  life  again. 
^  Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high. 
Let  ev'ry  nation  fmg. 
And  angels  found,  with  endlcfs  joy, 
vThe  Saviour  and  the  King, 

J^pmn  LXXXIV.     Shart  Metre. 

Thi  fami, 

i   /^OME  all  harmonious  tongue*, 
V^  Your  noblcfl  mufick  bring  ; 
'Ti$  Chrip,  the  everlafting  God, 
And  Chriji  the  man,  we  fing. 

2  Tell  haw  he  took  our  flclh, 
To  take  away  our  guilt  ! 

Sing  the  dear  drops  of  (acred  blood 
That  helliih  monflers  fpilt, 

3  (^Alas  !    the  cruel  (pear 
Went  deep  into  his  fide, 

And  the  rich  flood  of  purple  gore, 
Their  murd'rous  v/^apons  dy'd.j 

4  [The  waves  of  fwelling  grief 
Drd  o'er  his  bofom  roll, 


B,  II.  SPIRITUAL,  SONGS.         _  475 

And  mountains  of  Almighty  wrath 
Lay  hsavy  on  his  ibu'l.] 
r   Down  to  the  fhader  of  dsath 
He  bow'd  his  awful  head  ; 
Yet  he  arofe  to  live,  and  reign 
When  death  iti'elf  is  dead. 
6  No  more  the  bloody  fpear. 
The  crofs  and  nails  no  more  ; 
For  hell  itielf  (hakes  at  his  name, 
And  all  the  heav'ns  adore. 
fj  There  the  Redeemer  fits 
Higli  on  the  Father's  throne  } 
The  Father  lays  his  vengeance  by, 
And  fmiles  upon  his  Son. 
8  There  his  full  g^.ories  ftiine 
With  uncreated  rays, 
And  biefs  his  faints  and  angels  eyes 
To  everlafting  days. 

rppmn   LXXXV.     Common  Metre. 

Sufficiency  of  Par  don » 

^  TXT^^  ^^^^  y°^^  ^^^^'  y^  humble  fouls 
V  V     Thofe  mournful  colours  wear  ? 
What  doubts  are  thefe  that  wafte  your  faith, 
And  nourifh  your  difpair  ? 
2.  What  though  vournum  rous  fins  exceed 
The  flars  that  fill  the  ikies, 
And  aiming  at  th*  eternal  throne, 
Like  pointed  mountains  rife  ? 
3  What  though  your  m<ighty  guilt  beyond 
The  wide  creation  fwell, 
And  has  its  curd  foundation  laid  v 

Low  as  the  deeps  of  hell  ? 
^  See  here  an  endlefs  ocean  flows 
Of  pever-faiiing  grace  ;     . 


4r76  HYMNS    and  B.  &^ 

BeholcT  a  dying  Saviour's  veins 
The  facred  flood  increafe  : 
6  It  riles  high,  and  drowns  the  hills, 
Has  neither  fhore  nor  bound  : 
"Now  if  wc  fearch  to  find  our  iins, 
Our  fins  can  ne'er  be  found. 
^  Awake,  our  hearts,  adore  the  grace 
That  buries  all  our  faults, 
And  pead'ning  blood,  that  fwells  above 
Our.  follies  and  our  thoughts. 

|)J)mn     LXXXVI.,    common    Metie« 
Frttdomfro7nJi%  driii  mi/try ,  ix-  Htatf^en* 

3   /'^UR  fins,  alas  !  how  ftrong  they  be^ 
V^  /Vnd  like  a  vi'ient  fea, 
They  break  our  duty,,  i,ord,.to  thee, 
And  hurry  us  away »  ;  .;. , 

2  The  waves  of  tVbublCj  how  they  rife  f 

How  loud  the  temyefts  roar  ; 
But  death  Ihall  land  our  weary  (•uls- 
Safe  on  the  heav'nly  fhorc. 

3  There  to  fulfi-i  his  fwcet  commands,. 

Our  fpeedy.  feet  (hall  move  ! 
Not  fin  fhall  clog  our  winged  zeal, 

Or  cool  our  burning  love. 
4,  There  fhall  we  fit.  and  fing  and  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  grace, 
*Tili  heavenly  raptures  fire  our  heartr. 

And  fmilfe  in  ev'ry  face. 
5  For  ever  his  dear  facred  name 

Shall  dwell  upon  our  tongue, 
And  jfefussLnd  (alvation  be 

The  ciofe  ©f  ev'ry  (ong. 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS  477. 

^l^mn  LXXXVIL  Comm&n  Metre. 

ffie  Divine  Glorves  ab-ove  our  Reafon. 

1  T  T  OW  wond'rous  great,  how  glorious 
XjL  Muft  our  Creator  be,  [^bright 
Who  dwells  amidft  ths  dazzling  light 

Of  vaft  inflniry, 

2  Our  foaring  fpirits  upward  rife 

Tow*td  the  celeftial  throne  : 
Fain  would  we  fee  the  bleffed  Three, 
And  the  almighty  One. 

3  Our  ceafon  flretchelt  all  its  wings. 

And  climbs  above  the  fkies  ; 
But  ftill  how  far  beneath  thy  feet 
Our  grov'ling  reafon  lies  t 

4  [Lord,  here  we   bend  our  humble  fouU, 

Andawfully  adore  : 
For  the  weak  pinions  of  our  mind, 
Can  {Itetch  a  thought  no  more.] 

5  Thy  glories  infinitely  rife 

Above  our  lab'ring  tongue  : 
In  vain  the  higheft  feraph  tries 
To  form  an  e^aal  fnng. 
2   [In  humble  note*;  cur  fsilh  adores 
The  great  myfierious  King. 
While  angels  ftrain  their  nobler  ]^GW*r^ 
And  fweep  th*  immortal  ftrmg.] 

^pilin  LXXXVni.   Common  Metre, 
Salvatio-n. 

1  C  ALVATION  >  Oh  the  joyful  found  ! 
O   ^Tis  peafure  to  our  ears  : 

A  fovereign  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Bury'd  in  forrow  and  in  fin. 

At  hell's  dark  door  wc  lay  ;  v 


m 


4-8  HYMNS  AM£>  B. 

But  we  arife.  by.  gr?xe  divins, 
To  fee  a  heav'niy  day. 

3  Salvation  !   let  the  eclro  fiy 

The  fpacious.earth  arounoi, 

While  all.  the  armies  of  the  fky 

Cenfpire  to  raife  tfco  found. 

^^mn  LXXXIX.  Common   Metre. 

ch.ri&t'j  viBiSry  over  S^i^n. 
1    T  TQSANNA  to  our  conq'ring  King  I 
XX.  The  Prince  of  Da.rknefy  flies, 
}-iis  troops  ruih  headlong  down  to  hell. 
Like  lightning  from  the  fkies. 
2-  There,  bound  in  chains  ihe  lions  roar, 
And^.fiight  the  refcu'd  jl-ieep  ; 
But  heavy  bars  confine  their  pow'r 
And  malice  to  the  deep. 
^  Hofanna  tp  our  coipq'riiig  King, 

All  hail,  incarnate  love  \    .  "* 

Ten  t-houf;jns'i  fcB^s  and  glorias  Vv-ait. 
To  crown  nsy  head. above. 

4  Thy  vittries  and  thy  dcathlefs  fame 

Through,  the  wide  world  ihall  run;. 
.-\nd  cverlailing  age&fing 
.  The  triumphs  thou  haft  v^'-on. 

!|>5)mU  XC.      Commi)}:'.  JSlttrt. 

s    T_JJOW  fad  our  itate  by  nature  is  ! 
XJL.     Our  hn.  how  deep  it  fhains  ! 
j\nd  Saian  bir,d.'>  <^'ur  capuve  minds  • 
Fafl  in  his  fiavith  chains. 
0  But  there's  a  voice  of  fov'reign'  grace 
St^unds  from  the,f^cr;:d  word  : 
Ho  f'  ye  iUjpairing'fin^iriyCOmc, 
And  irujl  \ipon  tht  Lord. 


3  My  foul  obeys  th'  almighty  call, 
And  runs  t©  this  relief ; 
I  would  believe  thy  promiie,  Lord, 
OhVb<"lp  my  unbe'iief. 
,^  fTo  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  bloodj 
Incarnate  God,  lily  ; 
Here  let  me  wafn  my  fpotted  fouL 
From  crimes  of  deepeft  dye. 
■  g   Stretch  out  thine  arm,  viftorious-King, 
My  reigning  fins  fubdue  : 
Drive  the  old  dragon  from  his  fe^t, 
With -all  his  heiiinr  crt^v-ri 
6  A  g'ailty,  wt-ak,  and  helpleU  worm, 
(2)n  thy  kind  arms  I 'f?ll  : 
JBe  thou  my  ftrength  and  righteoufnefSj 
My  Jefus^  ,?nd  my  All, 

I;)pmU    XCI.      Common   Metre. 

The.  glory  of  Chriflt-n  ksaven. 

1  I^^H,  the  delights,  tne  heav'nly  joys, 
\_/   The  glories  of  th(,' place., 
WhtYQ  Jefus  fheds  the  bright?;tl  beams 

Of  his  o'erilowing  grace  !  . 

2  Sweet  ms jelly,  snd  awful  love 

Sit  fmi ling  on  his  brow  ; 
And  all  the  glorious  ran-ks  abov-e, 
At  humble  diPcance  bow. 

3  [Prirpces  to  his  imperial  name 

Bend  their  bxight  fceptres  do^vn  : 
-Dominions,  thrones,  and  pov/'TS  rejoice 
To  fee  him  wear  the  crown. 

4  Arrh  angels  found  his  lofty  praifc 

Through  ev'rv  heav'aly  (breet, 
And  lay  their  higheft  honours  down 
SubmilTive  at  his  feet. J 


4€o  HYMNS    a-n»  B.  II. 

5  Thofe  foft^  thofe  blelted  feet  of  his, 
That  once  rude  iron  tore, 
High  on  a  throne  of  light  they  {land. 
And  ail  the  faints  adore. 
^  His  head,  the  dezr  majeftic  head, 
Which  cruel  thorns  did  wound, 
See  what  imjnorial  glories  fhine. 
And  circle  it  around  ! 

7  This  is  the  Man,  th'  exalted  Man, 

Whom  we,  unleen,  adore  ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  his  face. 
Our  hearts  ftiall  love  him  more. 

8  [Lord,  hov/  our  fouls  are  all  on  fire 

To  fee  thy  blefs'd  ahode  ! 
Our  tongues  rejoice  in  tunes  of  praife;. 
To  our  incarnate  God  I J 

9  And  while  our  faith  enjovs  this  fight. 

We  long  to  leave  our  clay  4 
And  wifh  thy  fiery  chariots,  Lord, 
To  fetch  our  fouls  aw?y. 

J^pmU  XCII.     Common  Metre. 

The  churchjaved,  and  her  enemies  liifop pointed^ 

1  Q  HOUT  to  the  Lord,  and  let  your  joys 
1.3     Throagh  the  nation  rvm  ; 

Ye  wedcrn  ikies  re iound  the  noifc 
Beyond  thf^  rifmg  fun. 

2  Thee  mighty  God,  our  fouls  admire, 

Thee,  our  gl;'d  vorces  (ing. 
And  join  with  the  celeflial  choir. 
To  praife  ih'  etern^^i  King. 

3  Thy  pow'r  the  whole  creation  rules, 

And  on  the  ferry  fkirs 
Sit.«  fmilin^  at  the  \ve.jk  defigns 
Thine  eavious  foes  devifo.  , 


B.  II.        SPIRITUAI#  SONGS,  4^^ 

4  Thy  fcorn  derides  their  feeble  rsgCg 

And  with  an  awful  frown, 
Flings  vaft  confufion.on  their  pic   ^ 
And  fhakes  their  Ba^el  down. 

5  [Their  fecret  fires  in  caverns  lay. 

And  we  the  facrifice.;  ; 

But  gloomy  caverns  ftrove  in  vain 
To  'fcape  all-fearching  eyes, 

6  Their  dark  defigns  were  ail  reveal'd^ 

Their  treafons  all  betray'd  : 
Praife  to  the  Lord,  that  broke  the  fnare 
Their  curfed  hands  had  laid,] 
^   In  vain  the  bufy  fons  of  hell 
Still  flew  rebellions  try  ; 
Their  fouls  fhall  pine  with  envious  rage^ 
And  vex- away,  and  die. 
8  Almighty  grace  defends  our  land 
From  their  malicious  pow'r  ; 
Then  let  us  with  united  fongSj 
Aimigl^y  grace  adore, 
^Pmn  XCIII.     Short  Metre. 
Godall^andinaU*     Pfa,  l-xxii.  25, 
I  TV  yTY  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
lYl     To  thee,  to  tiieeT  call  ; 

1  cannot  live,  if  thou  remove, 

For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  [Thy  fhining  grace 'can  cheer 

This  dungeon  where  I  dwell  j 
*Tis  paradife  when  thou  art  here  ; 

If  thou  depart, 'tis  hell,  j 
^  [The  fmilings  of  thy  face, 

How  amiable  they  are  ! 
*Tk5  heav'n  to  reft  in  thine  embrace^ 

And  nowhere  elfe  but  there.ji 
Rr 


48 «  HYMtS:-S  AND  B.  11, 

4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone,  , 

The  angels  owe  their  blifs  ; 

Thev.J.t  around  thy  gracious  throne, 

'And  dwell  where  ^efiis  is.] 

5  [Not  all  the  harps  above 

^f        Can  make  a  heav'nly  place, 
if  God  his  refidence  remove. 

Or  but  conceal  his  face.] 
"6  Nor  ea-rth,  nor  all  the  fey,' 

Can  one  delight  afford  ; 
No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy, 

Without  thy  prefence,  Lord, 
7  Thou  art  the  fea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  gleafures  roll  ^ 
The  circle  v^rhere  my  pafiions  movCj 

And  centre  of  my  foul. 
3   [To:  thee  my  fpirits  fiy 

With  infinite  defire  : 
And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie  ! 

Dear  Jefus,  raife  me  high'r.] 

i£)pum  XCIV.      Common  Metre* 

X^od  viy  only  happinefs,     Pfa.  Ixxiii.  o^, 

1  "\  yfY  God,  my  portion,  zrA  my  love, 
JLVJL     Mv.  everlafting  All, 

l*ve  none  but  thee  in  heav'n  above, 
Or  on- this  earthly  ball. 

2  [W^hat  empVy  things  are  all  the  fkies, 

And  this  inferiour  clod  ! 
There's  nothing  here  deferves  niy  joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God.] 

3  [In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  fun 

Scatters  his  feeble  light  : 
*Ti*  thy  fweet  beams  create  my  noon  ; 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 


B.  II,        SPIRITUAL  SONGS, 

4  And  whilO:  UDon  1-3/  rcftlefs-  bed 
Among.ft  the  fharies  I  roll, 
If  my  Redeemer  (hews  his  headj  . 
'Tis  morning  with  my  foul.] 
§  To- thee  we  owe  our  wealth  and  fiic-.^ 
And  health,  and  fafe  abode  ; 
Thanks  to  thv  name  for  raeaner  thing 
But  they  are  nc:  my  Gvd, 
6  Ho^v  -'-v-  a  toy  is  glut'ring  weaUh^ 
If  o:'':o  compared  ia  ihee  ? 
Or  \vh"T^j  my  i^^^tv,  or  my  li^a-ih. 
Or    d  my  friends  to  me 


And  '■■Irdrhe  liars  iny  mvn  ; 
Without  .h^^  gr-ces  and  thyielt'j 
I  were  a  wr;  cch  unaone, 
8  Let  others  ftreich  their  arms  like  feas^ 
Aud  grafp  in  ?J1  the  ihorej 
Grant  me  the  vidts"  of  thy  face, 
And  I  defire  no  more. 

■      lOpmE   XCV.      Common  Metre. 

.  Look  on  Kim  zj<hQ!:i  theypicrctd,  and  viGurn. 

INFINITE  grief!  amazing  woe! 
Behold  my  bleeding  Lord  : 
Hell  and  the  jezus  conlpir'd  his  deathj 
And  us'd  the  Ro7?mn  fword. 

2  Oh.  the  fharp  pangs  of  fmarting  pain 

My  dear  Redeemer  bore. 
When  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns<j 
His  facred  body  tore. 

3  But  knotty  whips  and  ragged  thorns, 

In  yain  do  I  accufe  ! 
In  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  bands^ 
And  the  more  fpiteful  J^ezvs,. 


.i^4  liYMNS  ANi.  B.  n 

4.  'Twcre  you  my  fins,  my  cruel  fins 
His  chief  tormentors  were  : 
Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail, 
And  unbelief  ihe  fpear, 
5  'Twere  you  that  pull'dthe  v«igeance  down 
Upon  his  guildefs  Iiead  ; 
Break,  break,  my  heart,  Gk  bunft  my  eyes,. 
And  let  my  forrows  bleed. 
Q  Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  flinty  foul, 
'Till  melting  waters  flow, 
A-^d  deep  repentance  drown  myey-es 
In  undiflembled  woe. 
^^VOXi  XCVI.      Common   Metre. 
Dijiin^ui filing   love  ;    or^   Angels  punijktd  avS 
Manjavid. 
O.WN  headlong  from  their  native  fkies 
The  rebel  angels  fell, 
'^' '      And  thunder  bolts  of  flaming  wrath 
Purfu'd  them  deep  to  hell. 
1--  Down  from  the  top  of  earthly  blifs, 
Rebellious  man  was  hurl'vt ; 
And  Jefiis  (looped  beneath  the  grave, 
Te  reach  a  finking  world. 
.,   '3  Oh,  l^ve  of  infinite  degree  ! 
Unraeafurable  grace  ! 
Mud  heav'n's  eternal  Darling  die, 
To  five^a  lrait'rousrac€  ? 
4.  Mud  angels  fmk  forever  down, 
And  burn  in  quenchiefs  fire, 
While  God  forfakes  his  fhining  throriC^ 
To  raiie  us  wretches  higher  ? 
5  Oh,  for  this  love,  let  earth  and  fkies 
Wiith  Halldujahs  ring, 
And  the  full  choir  of  human  tongues 
All  Hatldujcihs.  ilng^*. 


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3,  11.  SPIRITUAL'  SONGS.         4S5 

i^pmn  XeVII.     Long  Metre. 

The  fam^. 
a    TrROM  heav'n  the  finning  angels  fell, 

jC    And  wrath  and  darknefs  chain'd  the'm 
down  ; 

But  man,  vile  man,  foriook  YAs  blifs, 

And  mercy  lifts  him  to  a  crown, 
2  Amazing  work  of  fov 'reign  grace. 

That  could  diflinguilh  rebels  fo  ! 

Our  guilty  treafons  eall'd  aloud 

For  everlafting  fetters  toe, 
3^  To  thee,  to  thee,  almighty  love. 

Our  fouls,  ourfelves.  our  all  we  pay  ; 

Millions  of  tongues  fhall  found  thy  praife 

On  the  bright  hilk  of  heav'nly  day, 

^J)nm  XCVIIL     Common  Metre. 

Hardnefs  of  heart  cow t lamed  of^ 

1  1^ /FY  heart  how  dreadful-  hard  it  is  •    ' 
lYX     How  heav3/  here  it  lies  ; 
Heavy  and  cold  within  my  breail, 

Juft  like  a  rock  of  ice  i  • 

2  Sin,  like  a  raging  tyrant,  litsr 

Upon  this  flinty  throne, 
And  ev'ry  grace  lies  bury'd  deep 
Beneath  this  heart  of  ftone. 

3  How  fcldom  do  I  rife  to  God, 

Or  tafte  the  joys  above  ? 
This  mountain  preHes  down  my  faith 
And  chilis  my  flaming  love. 

4  When  fmiling  mercy  courts  my  foul 

With  all  its  heav'nly  chaj-ms, 
This  ftubborn,  this  relentlefs  thing, 
Would  thruft  it  from  my  arms, . 
R  R   2. 


5  Againft  the  thunders  of  thy  word 

Rebellious  1  have  flood  ; 
JVIy  heart,  it  fhakes  not  at  the  wrath 
And  terrors  of  a  God. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  fteep  this  rock  of  mine 

In  thine  own  crimfon  fea  ] 
None. but  a  bath  of  blood  divine 
Can  melt  th&  flint  away, 

g)gmU    XCIX.       Common  Metres 

The  book  of  God*s  decrees, 

1  T    ET  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 
jLj  ■    Abas'd  before  tl^eir  God  ; 
Whate'er  his  fov'reign  voice  has-form'd; 

He  governs  with  a  nod, 

2  PTen  thoufand  ages  ere  the  Ikies 

Were  into  motion  brought ; 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come. 
Stood  prefent  to  his  thought. 

3  There's  not. a  fparrow,  or  a  worm, 

But's  found  in  his  cecrees  ; 
He  raifes  monarehs'to  their  thrones^,.. 
And  fvnk^  them -as  he  pleafe.] 

4  iSIight  attends  the  courfe  I  run, 

'Tis  he  provides  thcfe  rays  ! 
And  'tis  his  hand  that  hides  my  fun,.- 
If  darkneis  eloud  my  days. 

5  Yet  IcoujQ  not  be  much  concern'd^. 

Nor  vainly  long  to  fee 
The  volumes  of  his  deep  decrees, 

What  months  are  writ  f©r  me. 
S  When  he  reveals  the  book  of  iife^ . 

Ob,  may  I  read  my  name 
Among(l  the  chofen  of  his  .lOvCj 

The  foil'wers  of  the  Lamb^ 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SG^GS.    ,     ,4% 

^"2^X1  C.     Long  Metre. 

The  prefence  of  Chriji  is  the  lij$  oj  my  fouL 

1    TTOW  full  of  anguifh  is  the  thought, 
Xl  How  it  diftrafis  and  tears  my  heart. 
If  God  at  laftj  my  fov'reign  Judge, 
Should  frown,  and  h  id  my  foul  depart  / 

5.  Lord,  when  I  quit  this  earthly  fiage. 
Where  fhail  I  fly  out  to  thy  breaft  ? 
For  I  have  fought  no  other  home : 
For  I  have  learn'd  no  other  reft. 

g  I  cannot  live  contented  here, 
Without  fome  glimpfes  of  thy  face  ; 
And  heaven,  without  thy  prefence  ther/s^ 
Will  be  a  dark  and  tirefome  place. 

4:.  When  earthly  cares  engrofs  the  day. 
And  hold  my  thoughts  a£de  from  thee^ 
The  fhining  hours  of  cheerful  light 
Are  long  and  tedious  years  to  me» 

5  Andif  noev'ning  vifit's  paid 
Between  my  Saviour  and  my  foul, 
How  dull  the  night  !  how  fad  the  ihade  I 
How  mournfully  the  minutes  roll  1 

6  This  ftefb  of  mine  might  learn  as  foon 
To  live,  yet  part  with  all  my  blood  ; 
To  breathe,  when  vital  zix-  is  gone, 
Or  thrive  and  grow  without  my  food, 

7  [CAr-iy?  is  my  light,  my  life,  my  care, 
My  blefPsd  hope,  my  heav'nly  prize  j 
D«arer  th^i  all  my  paffions  are, 

My  limbs,  my  bowels,  or  my  eyes. 
S  The  firings  that  twine  about  my  hearty 
-  Tortures  and  racks  may  tear  them  off^ 
But  they  can  never,  never  part 
"With  their  dear  h-old  of  C/w-i/?.  my. love* 


488  HYMNS  and  B.  iU 

9  [My  God  !  and  can  a  humble  child, 
That  loves  thee  with  a  flame  fo  high, 
Be  ever  from  thy  faee  exil'd, 
Without  the  pity  of  thine  eye  ? 

10  Impoffible  ! — For  thine  owrn  hands 
Have  ty'd  my  heart  fo  faft  to  thee, 
And  in  thy  bootk  the  promife  ftands, 
That  vv'here  thou  art,  thy  friends  muft^be;] 

g)pmn  CI.      Common  Metre. 

The  world's  three  chiej  temptations, 
1  TX  THEN  in  the  light  of  faith  divine 
V  Y       "We  look  on  things  below, 
Honour  and  gold,  and  fenfual  joy, 
How  vain  and  dang'rous  too  ? 
t  [Honour's  a  pufF  of  noify  breath  ; 
Yet  men  expofe  their  blood, 
And  venture  everlafli'hg  death, 
To  gain  that  airy  good. 

3  While  others  ftarve  the  nobler  mind. 

And  feed  on  fhining  duft, 
They  rob  the  ferpent  of  his  food, 
T'  indulge  a  fordid  lufl.] 

4  Tjfe  pleafures  that  allure  our  fenfe 

Are  d»ang'rous  fnares  to  fouls  ; 
There's  but  a  df'Op  of  fiatt'ring  fweet. 

And  dafh'd  with  bitter  bowls.        , 
c  God  is  mine  all-fufficient  good. 

My  portion  and  my  choice, 
In  him  my  vafl  deilres  are  fill'd, 

And  ail  my  pow'rs  rejoice. 
6  in  vain  the  world-  accofts  my  ear. 

And  tevr.pts  my  heart  anew  ; 
I  cannot  buy  yourblifs  fo  dear, 

Nor  part  with,  heav'n  for  you. 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  '        489 

^\2mn  CIL     Long  Metge. 

A  happy  reJurreBien, 
1   "^TO,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more, 
'  XN    But  with  a  cheerful  gafp  reli^ 
To  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave 
Thefe  dying  weath'ring  limbs  ©f  mine, 
s  Let  worms  devour  my  wafling  fleih. 
And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  dufii. 
My  God  fhall  raife  my  frame  anev/, 
At  the  revival  of  the  ju ft. 

3  Break,  facred  morning,  thro*  the  Ikies, 
Bring  that  delightful,  facred  day, 

Cut  fhort  the  hours,  dear  Lord,  and  coraCj. 
Thy  lingering  wheels,  how  long  they  ilay^ 

4  [Our  weary  fpirits  faint  to  fee 
The  light  of  thy  returning  face, 
Arid  hear  the  language'of  thofe  lips, 
Where  God  has  fhed  his  richeft  grace.]! 

5  [Hafte  then  upon  the  wings  of  love, 
Roufe  all  the  pious  Sleeping  clay, 
That  we  may  join  in  heav'nly  joySj, 
And  fmg  the  triumph  of  the  day.] 

^Pmn  cur.      Common  Metre. 

Chvid' s  commifion,     John  iii.  i6,  17. 

1  /^  OM  E,  happy  fouls,  approach  your  God> 
V--'   With  nev/"  melodious  fongs  ; 
Come,  tender  to  almighty  grace. 

The  tribute  of  your  tongues, 

2  So  ftrange,  fo  boundlefs  was  the  love 

Which  pity'd  dying  men, 
The  Father  fent  his  equal  Son 
To  give  them  life  again. 

3  Thy  hands,  dear  Refits,  were  not  arm*d 

With  a  revenging  rod. 


490  HYMNS  AND  B.  Ih 


No  hardcommliTion  to  perforin 

The  vengeance  cf  a  God  ; 
But  all  was  mercy,  all  was  mild, 

And  wrath  forfock  the  throne, 
When  Chrijt  on  the  kind  errand  came. 

An (^  brought  faK^ation  down. 
Here,  fi-nners,  you  nr  y  heal  your  wounds, 

And  wipe  your  forro\;^s  dry  ; 
Truft  in  the  mighty   Savifeur's  name,. 

And  you  {hall  never  die. 
See,  d-?:eft  Lord.  3ur  v/illing  fouls 

Accept  thine  offer'd  grace  ; 
Ws  blefs  the  great  Pvedcemer'slove, 

And  give  the   Father  praife. 

ij^^mn  CIV.      Short   Metre. 

The  famc^ 

1    13  AISE  your  triumphant  longs 

AV  To  an  immortal  tune, 
Let  the  wide  earth  refound  the  deeds 
Ceieiliai  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  love 
Its  chief  Beloved,  chofe. 

And  bid  him  raife  our  wretched  race 
From  their  abyfs  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thundtr  bears, 
Nor  terror  clothes  his  brow  : 

No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  fouls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  'Tvpas  mercy  fill'd  the  throne, 
And  wrath  flood  filent  by, 

When  Chriji  was  Uent  with  pardon, down 
To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 
.5  Now  finners  dry  your  tears, 
Let  hopelefs  forrow  ceafe  i 


B.  H.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  491 

Bow  to  the  fceptre  of  his  love. 
And  take  the  offer'd  peace. 
6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call  ; 
We  lay  an  humble  claim 

To  the  falvation  thou  haft  brought, 
And  love  and  praife  thy  name, 

|)})Ut^    CV.     Common    Metre. 

Riptntance  Jlowing  from  the  patience  of  God* 

1  And  are  we  wretches  yet  alive  ? 
JTjL  And  do  we  yet  rebel  ? 

Tis  boundlefSj  'tis  amazing  love 
That  bears  us  up  from  hell  ! 

2  The  burden  of  our  weighty  guilt 

Would  link  us  down  to  flames, 
And  threatening  vengeance  rolls  above 

To  criifh  our  feeble  frames, 
g  Almighty  goodnef^  cries — Forbear  ! 

And  ftrait  the  thunder  ftays  : 
And  dare  we  now  provoke  his  wrath 

And  weary  out  his  grace  ? 
4  Lord,  we  have  long  abus'd  thy  love, 

Too  long  indulg'd  our  fin, 
Our  aching  hearts  e'en  bleed  to  fee 

What  rebels  we  have  been, 
5  No  more,  ye  lufts,  (hall  ye  command. 

No  more  will  we  obey  ; 
Stretch  out,  O  God,  thy  conquering  handj 

And  drive  thy  foes  away, 

|)pmn  CVI.     Common  Metre. 

Repentance  on  the  crofs, 

l/^H,  if  my  foul  was  form'd  for  woe, 

V-/      How  .would  I  vent  my  fighs  ! 

Repentance  fhould  like  rivers  flow;, 

I^rom  both  my  flreaming  eyes. 


49^  HYMNS  AND  B.  11, 

t  *Twas  for  my  fins,  my  dcareft  Lord 
Hung  on  the  curfed  tree, 
And  groan'd  away  a  dying  life 
For  thee,  my  foul,  for  thg.e. 

3  Oh,  how  I  hate  thofe  lufts  of  mine 

That  crucify'd  my  God, 
Thofe  ftns  that  pierc'd  and  nail'd  his  flefli 
Faft  to  the  fatal  wood. 

4  Yes,  my  Redeemer  they  fhall  die, 

My  heart  has  fo  decreed ; 
Nor  will  I  fpare  the  guilty  things 
That  made  my  Saviour  bleed, 

5  Whilft  with  a  melting  brofeen  heart 

My  murder'd  Lord  1  view, 

I'll  raife  revenge  againft  my  fins, 

And  flay  the  murd'rer*  too. 

|)))mn  CVJL      Common  Metre. 

The  ivcrlafiing  abfenct  vj  God  int6ltrable» 

I'X'H  AT  awful  day  will  furely  come, 
-*-      Th'  appointed  hour  makes  hafte. 
When  I  muft  ftand  before  my  judge. 
And  pafs  the  folemn  teft. 
2,  Thou  lovely  chief  of  all  my  joys, 
Thou  fov 'reign  of  my  heart, 
How  could  1  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  found,  depart  ! 
3  The  thunder  of  that  difmal  wordj 
Would  fo  torme«it  my  ?ar, 
'Twould  tear  my  foul  afunder.  Lord, 
With  moft  tormenting  fear. 
^  [What,  to  be  banilh'd  for  my  life. 
And  yet  forbid  to  die  ? 
To  linger  in  eternal  pa.in. 
Yet  death  forever  flv  ? 


B.  li.         SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  493 

5  Oh,  wretched  Hate  of  deep  defpair 

To  fee  my  God  remove. 
And  fix  my  doleful  flation  where 
I  muft  not  talle  his  love  1 

6  Jefus,  1  throw  my  arms  around 

And  hang  upon  thy  bread  ; 
Without  a  gracious  fmilc^  from  thee 

My  fpirit  cannot  reft. 
-J  Oh  tell  me  that  my  worthlefs  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands, 
Shew  me  fome  promife  in  thy  book, 

Where  my  falvation  ftands, 
8  [Give  me  one  kind,  alluring  word, 

To  fink  my  fears  again, 
And  cheerfully  my  foul  fhall  wait 

Her  threefcore  years  and  ten.] 

^pmn  CVill.    Common  Metre. 

Accefs  to  the  throne  of  graa  hy  a  Mediaivu 

i   /^OME  let  us  lif*  our  joyful  eyes 
V^  Up  to  the  courts  above. 
And  fmile  to  fee  our  Father  there 
Upon  a  throne  of  love, 
a  Once  'twas  a  leat  of  dreadful  wrath. 
And  fhot  devfourrng  flame  ; 
Our  God  appear'd  confuming  fire, 
And  vengeance  was  his  name, 

3  Rich  were  the  drops  of  Jefus'  blood 

That  calm'd  his  frowning  face, 
That  fprinkled  o*er  his  burning  thron^j 
And  turn'd  the  wrath  to  grace. 

4  Now  we  may  bow  before  his  feet. 

And  venture  near  the  X^ord  i 
S  « 


^94  H:YMNS  and  JB.  II. 

No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  feart, 
Nor  double  flaming  fwoid. 

5  The  peaceful  gates  of  heav'nly  blifs 

Are  opcn'd  by  the  Son  •  • 

High  let  us  raife  our  notes  of  praife, 
And  reach  th'  almighty  throne. 

6  To  thee,  ten  thouiand  thanks  we  bring, 

Great  advocate  on  high  ; 
And  glory  to  the  eternal  King  ; 
That  lays  his  fu»ry  by. 

^^mn  CIX.     Long  Metre. 
The  darkntfs  of  Providence, 

I  T  ORD,  we  adore  thy  vaft  deftgns 
X-i  Th'  obfcure  abyfs  of  providence, 
Too  deep  to  found  W'ith  mortal  lines, 
Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  fen fe. 

t  Now  thou  array'ft  thine  awful  face 
In  angry  frowns  without  a  fmile  : 
We  through  the  cloud,  beli&ve  thy  grace 
Secure  of  thy  compafiion  ftill. 

g  Through  feas  and  ftoims  of  deep  diftref% 
We  fail  by  faith,  and  not  by  fight, 
Faith  guides  us  in  the  wildernefs, 
Thro*  all  the  briars  and  the  night. 

4  Dear  Father  if  thy  li-fted  rod 
Refolve  to  fcour^e  us  here  below. 
Still  we  mufl  lean  upon  our  God 
Thine  arm  {hall  bear  us  fafely  through. 

i^pmn  ex.      short  Metre. 

Triumph  xivtr  death,  in  the  hope  oj  thz  Rejumc 
tiott. 
i      A    ND  muft  this  body  die  ? 
J~\  This  mortal  frame  decay 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  495 

And  muft  thefe  adive  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay  ? 

2  Corruption,  earth  and  worms 
Shdl  but  refine  this  fiefh, 

•TaI  my  triumphant  fpirii:  comes-, 
To  put  it  on  afrelli, 

3  God  my  Redeemer  lives, 
And  often  from  the  fkies 

Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  duftj 
'Till  he  fhall  bid  it  rife. 

4  Array'd  in  glorious  grace, 
Shall  ihefe  vile  bodies  fhine, 

And  e\''ry  fhape,,  and  e^'^'ry  face. 
Look  heav'nly  and  divine. 

5  Thefe  lively  hopes  we  owe 
To  Jtjas^  dying  love  ; 

Wc  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And Ung  his  pow'r  above, 

6  Dear  Lord  accept  the  praife 
Of.  thefe  our  humble  fongi, 

'Till  tunes  of  nobler  found  we  raifs 
With  our  immortal  tongue. 

B)pmtl  CXI.      Common  Metre, 
Thankfpvin^  for  vitlory  ;    or,  Gcd's  dorrdnior.^, 

and  our  deliverance, 

1    ^10}^  rejoice,  cind  Jiid ah  iuig, 
JL^     The  Lord  affumes  his  throne  : 
Come  let  us  own  the  heav'nly  King, 
And-make  his  glories  known, 
g  The  great  the  wicked  and  the  proud. 
From  their  high  feats  are  hurl'd  • 
JthQvah  rides  upon  e  cloud. 

And  thunder*  through  the  world. 


495  HYMNS  and  B.  U. 

3  Ke  reigns  upon  iK'  eternal  hills, 

Di tributes  mortal  crowns  ;  « 

Empires  are    6x"d  beneath  his  fmilcs, 
And  tottei  at  his  frowns. 

4  Navies  that  rule    the  ocean  wide, 

Are  vanquifh'd  by  his  breath, 
And  legions  arm'd  with  po\v*r  andpride^ 
Defcend  to  wat'ry  death. 

5  Let    tyrants  make  no  more  pretence 

To  viex  our  happy  land  ; 
J^chcvah>'5r\ame  is  cur  defence  ; 
Our  buckler  is  his  hand. 

JJ)pmn  CXII.      Long  Metre, 

Angels  minijlcring  to  Chrijland  Saints. 
1^  /^  REAT  God  !  to  what,  a  glorious  height 

\JJ  Had  thou  advanc'dthe  Lord,  thy  Son  ? 

Angels,  in  their  robes  of  light, 

Are  made  the  fervans  of  thy  throne. 
a   Before  his  feet  thine  armies  wait, 

A*nd  fwift  as  flames  of  iire  they  move. 

To  manage  his  affairs  of  ftate, 

In  works  of  vengeance  and  of  love. 
•J  His  orders  run  through  all  the  hofts, 

Legions  defcend  at  his  command, 

To  Oiield  and  guard  our  native  coafls,. 

vVhen  foreign  rage  invades  cur  land, 
^  Now  they  are  fent  to  guide  our  feet 

Up  to  the  gates  to  thine  abode, 

Through  all  the  dangers  that  we  meet 

In  travelling  the  heavenly  road. 

Lord,  when  t  leave  this  mortal  ground^. 

And  thou  {halt  bid  me  rife  and  come. 

Send  a  beloved  angel  down, 

Safs  to  condu£^.my  fpirit  home 


B.  II.         SPmiTUAL  SONGS.  49^ 

l^pmU  CXIII.     Common  Metre. 
The  fame. 
%  ^T^HE  majefty  oiSolomont 
A     How  g'lorious  to  behold 
The  fervants  waiting  round  his  throne^ 
Th'  iv'ry  and  the  gold  ! 
e  But,  mighty  God  ;  thy  palace  fhines 
With  far  fuperioxir  beams  ; 
Thine  angel-guards  are  fwift  as  winds^ 
"■      Thy  minifters  are  flames, 

3  [Soon  as  thiiae  only  Son  had  made 

His  entrance  on  the  earth 
A  fiiining  army  downward  fled. 
To  celebrate  his  birth. 

4  And  when  opprefs'd  with  pains  and  fears. 

On  the  cold  ground  he  lies, 
Behold  a  heav'nly  form  appears, 
T'allay  his  agonies.] 
^  Now  to  the  hands  of  Chrifi  our  King, 
Are  all  our  legions  giv*n  ; 
They  wait  upon  his  faints  and  bring 
His  chofen  heirs  to  hear'n, 
6  Pleafu?-e  and  praife  run  through  thek  hofi;| 
To  {ee  a  fmner  turn  ; 
That  £atan  has  a  captive  loft. 
And  CArty?  a  fubjeftborn. 
^  But  there's  an  hour  of  brighter  joy^ 
When  he  his  angels  fends 
>  Obftinate  rebels  to  deftroy, 
And  gather  in  his  friends. 
§  Oh  I  could  I  fay  without  a  doubt, 
There  fhall  my  foul  be  found, 
Then  let  the  great  archangel  fhoutj 
hvA  the  laft  trumpet  found, 
S  s  2 


t9^  HYMNS    ii.^£>  B,.  li. 


CXIV.     Commoa  Metre. 
ChrijVs  deatk^  viEory^  and  dominion. 
SING  my  Saviour's  wond'rous  death; 
He  conqaer'd  when  he  fell  : 
'Tis  finlfh'd  Taid  his  dying  breath, 
And  fhook  the  gates  of  hell. 

2  *Tis  Sniih'd  I  our  Immanuel  cries, 

The  dreadful  work  is  done  ; 
Hence  fnall  his  fovVeign  throne  arife,. 
His  kingdom  is  begun,      ' 

3  His  crofs  a. rare  foundatipu  laid 

For  gtory  and  renown, 
When  through  the  regions  of  the  dea.4 
He  pad  to  re?ch  the  crown, 

4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  (idc 

Sits  our  victorious  Lord.; 
To  heav'n  and  hell  his  hands  divide 
The  vengeance  or  r.cward. 

5  The  faints  from  his  propitious  eye, 

Await  their  fev'ral  cro-yns, 
And  all  the  fons  of  d^rknefs  ily, 
The  terror  of  his  frowns. 

ftgaiU  CXV.     Co.ncaoxi  Metre. 

^>od  the  Avenger  of  his  faints  :  Or^   his  kingdom 

fuprtmc. 
1    TTIGH  as  ih?  heay'ns  above  the  ground, 
JT-L  Reigns  the  Creator,  God  ; 
Wide  as  the  whole  creation's  bound, 
Extendi  his  awful  rod, 
:*  Let  prirces  cf  exalted  ilatc 
To  him  afcribe  theii-  crown, 
Render  their  hpmage  at  his  feet, 
And.cafb  their  glories  down. 
<\   Know  that  his  kingdom  is  fupreme, 
Vout  lofty  thoughts  are  vain  ! 


B.  I"!.-  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  499- 

He  calls  yqu  Gods,  that  awjFul  naiiie, 

But  ye  mull  die  like  men, 
4  Then  let  the  foY'rei^ns  of  the  globe 
IvTot  dare  to  vex  the  juft  ; 
He  puts  on  vengeance  like  a  robe, 
And  treads  the  worms  to  dufl. 
§  Ye  judges  of  t^'lie  esrth  be  wif?. 

And  think  of  heav'n  with  fear.; 
The  meaneft  faint  that  you  defpife 
Has  an  avenger  there. 
P^imX  CXVT.      Common  Metse. 
Mercies  and  titanks, 
i   TTOW  can  1  finkr  with  fuch  a  prop 
JljL  As  my  eternal  God, 
Who  bears  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up^ 
And  fpreads  the  heav'ns  pbroad  ? 

2  Hovv  can  1  die  while  jefus  lives, 

Who  rofe  and  left  the  dead  : 
Pardon  and  grace  my  foul  receives.. 
From  mine  exalted  head. 

3  All  that  I  am,  end  all  I  have,. 

SaaU  be  for  ever  thine  ! 
Whate'er  my  duty, bids  me  give,. 
My  chcef jul  hands  rciign. 

4  Yet  if  i  might  majke  fome  reierve, 

And  duty  didnot  call, 
I  love  my  God  with  ^eai  fo  great, 

That  I  fhculd  giy.e  him  alL 

iDgmn  CXVIL     Lod^  Metre. 
Lhiincr  end  dying  with  God  px^fcnU 

CANNOT  bear  thine  abfence,  Lbr^j^, 
My  life  expires  if  thou  depart  ;         ' 
Be  thou,  my  heart,  fhili  neariny  God, 
And  thou,  my  God,  be  near  my  "he^r:, 
I  was  not  born  for  earth  or  (Tn,' 
N^r  can^I  live  on  things  fo  viic  \ 


5^» 


HYMNS      AKD  B.  ir. 


Yet  I  will  ftay  my  Father's  time, 
And  hope  and  wait  for  heav*n  a  while. 
3. Then,  deareft  Lord,  in  thine  embrace, 
Let  me  refign  my  fleeting  breath, 
And  with  a  fmile  upon  my  face, 
Pafs  the  important  hour  of  death, 

g)pin  CXVIII.     Long  Metre. 

The  priejlhood  of  Chrift, 

1  T3  LOOD  ha^  a  voice  to  pierce  the  fkies, 
-D  Revenge  !  the  blood  df  Abel  cries  : 
But  the  dear  (iream  when  Chrift  was  flain^ 
Spoke  peace  as  loud  from  ev'ry  vein. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  from  God  on  high; 
Beheld  he  lays  his  vengeance  by  ; 
And  rebels  that  defervc  his  fword 
Become  the  fav'ritcs  of  the  Lord 

3  To  Jefus  let  our  praifes  rife, 
Who  gave  his  life  a  facrifice  : 
Now  he  appears  before  his  God, . 
And  for  our  pardon,  pleaos  his  blood, 

|)pmn  CXIX.    Common  Metre. 
The  holy  fcript'ures. 
I  T    ADEN  with  guilt  and  lull  of  fcafSj 
X-J  I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
And  not  a  glimpfe  of  hope  appears. 
But  in  fhy  written  word, 
a  The  volume  ef  my  Father's  grace 
Does  all  my  grief  afluage  : 
Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face 
Almoft  in  ev'ry  page. 
3.,  [This  is  the  field  where  hiddeh  licSj 
The  Pearl  of  price  unknown  ;: 
That  merchant  is  divinely  wife, 
Who  makes  the  Pearl  kis  ow»5 


B.  n.         SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  50; 

4  Here  consecrated  wa'er  flows, 

To  quench  my  third  of  un  : 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows^ 
No  danger  dwells  therein, J 

5  This  is  the  Judge  that  ends  the  flrife, 

Where  wit  and  reafon  fail  j 
My  guide  to  everlalling  life,. 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

6  Oh  !   may  thy  GounTels,  rnighty  Cod^ 

My  roving  feet  command  ; 
No-r  I  forfake  the  happy  road,- 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

P])mn  CXX.     Short  Metre, 
7^he  Lazo  and  gof pel j dined  infcriptures, 
i  '"I^KE  Lord  declares  his  wiilj 

A     And  keeps  the  wor^  in  awe  i 
Amidil  th-^  fmoke  on  SinaVs  hill, 
Breaks  out  his  fie'ry  law. 

2  The  Lord  revsais  his  face, 
And,  fmiling  from  above, 

Sends  down  the  gofpel  of  his  grace^ 
'  The  epiilles  of  his  love. 

3  Thefe  facred  words  impart 
Our  Maker's  juft  commands  5 

The  pity  of  his  melting  heart, 
And  vengeance  of  his  hands. 

4  [Hence  we  awake  our  fear, 
We  draw  our  comfort  hence  ; 

The  arms  ©f  grace  are  treafur'd  here^ 
-     Our  armour  of  defence. 

5  We  learn  Ckrift  crucify 'd, 
And  here  behold  his  blood  5 

All  arts  and  knowledges  belide. 
Will  do  us  little  good,] 


50 jr  HYMNS  and  B.  lU 

6  We  read  the  heav'nly  wcwrd. 
We  tafte  the  ofFer'd  grace, 
Obey  the  ftatutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  truft  his  promiles. 
'J   In  vain  (hall  Satan  rage 
Againfl  a  book  divine, 
Where  wrath  and  lightning  guard  the  page, 
Where  beams  of  mercy  fhine. 

^pmn  CXXr.      Long  Metre. 

The  law  and  gofpd  dijtingttifhed. 

X  ^  |"^HE  law  commands,  and  makes  us  know 
A     What  duties  to  our  God  we  owe  i 
But  'tis  the  gofpel  mud  reveal 
Where  lies  our  ftrengh  to  do  his  v/Ill. 

2  The  law  difcovers  g.uiit  and  fin, 

And  {hews  how  vile  our  hearts  have  beeia  ^ 
Only  the  gofpel  can  exprefs 
Forgiving  love,  and  cleanfing  gJiace. 

3  What  curfes  doth  the  law  denounce 
Againfl  the  man  that  fails  but  once  I 
But  in  the  gofpel  Chriil  appears, 
Pard'ning  the  guilt  of  num'rcus  years, 

4  My  foul  no. more  attempt  to  draw 
Thy  life  and  ccn>forts  from  the  law  ;- 
Fly  to  the  hope  the  gofpel  gives  ; 

The  man  that  truils  the  promife,  iives«^ 

^pmn  CXXII.      Long  Metre. 

Retirement  and  meditation, 

t-  TV  >TY  God  permit  me  not  to  be 
iVl   A  ftranger  to  myfclf  and  thee ; 
Amidft  a  thoufand  thoughts  I  rove. 
Forgetful  of  m^y  higheft  love. 


Bi  II.         SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  5^3 

a  Why  fhould  my  pafiioDfS  m>x  with  earth? 
And  thus  debafe  my  heav'nly  birth  ? 
Why  (hould  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Savipur.  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flefh  and  fenfe, 
One  fov'reign  word  can  draw  me  hence  ; 
1  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 

And  all  inferiour  joys  re  fig  n. 

4  Be  «arth  with  all  ker  fcenes  withdrawn  ! 
Let  noife  and  vanity  be  gone  t 

In  fecret  filence  of  the  mind, 

My  heav'n,  and  there  my  God,  I  find, 

©pmn  CXXIII.     Long  Metre. 

The  benefit  of  public  oifdinance$, 

1  A   WAY  from  ev'ry  mortal  care, 
±\.  Away  from  earth  our  fouls  retreat  i 
We  leave  this  worthlefs  world  afar, 
And  wait  and  worfhip  near  thy  feet. 

2  Lord,  in  the  temple  of  thy  grace 
We  fee  thy  feet,  ai^d  we  adore  ; 
We  gaze  upon  thy  lovely  face. 
And  iesrn  the  wonders  of  thv  pow'r, 

g  While  here  our  various  wants  we  mourn, 
United  groans  afcend  on  high  : 
And  prayers. produce  a  quick  return 
Of  blefiings  in  variety, 

4  If  Satan  rage,  and  fm  grow  (Ircng, 
Here  we  receive  fome  cheering  \vord  ; 
We  gird  the  gofpel  armour  on, 

To  fight  the  battles  of  tlie  Lord. 

5  Or  if  our  fpirit  faints  and  dies, 

(Our  c  >hfcience  gall'd  with  inward  ftings) 
Here  doth  the  righteous  fun  arife, 
With  healing  beams  beaeath  his  win^s. 


5^4  HYMNS  AND  fi,  II. 

€  Father  !  my  foul  would  ftill  abide 
Within  thy  temple,  near  thy  fide  ; 
But  if  my  feet  mufl  hence  depart, 
titill  keep  thy  dwelling  in  my  heart. 

^gmn  CXXIV.     Common  Metre. 

'  _^      ^ofis,  Aaron,  and  J-oJhua. 
1  5''  I    IS  not  the  law  of  ten  commands 
X     On  holy  Sinai  giv'n, 
Or  fent  to  men  by  Mofes'  hands, 
Can  bring  us  fsfe  to  heav*n. 
%  'Tis  nc-t  the  blood  which  Aaron  fpilt. 
Nor  fmoke  of  fweeteft  fmell. 
Can  buy  a  pardon  for  our  guilt. 
Or  fave  our  fouls  from  hell. 

3  Aaron  the  prieft  religns  his  breath. 

At  Gods  immediate  will, 
And  in  the  defcrt  yields  to  death, 
Upon  th'  appointed  hill. 

4  And  thus  on  Jordan's  yonder  fide 

The  tribes  of  Ifrael  iland, 
While  Mofes  bow'd  his  head  and  dy'd 
Short  of  the  promised  land. 

5  Ifr'el  rejoice,  now  *Jo'Ihua  leads, 

He*ll  bring  your  tribes  to  rctl ; 
So  far  the  Saviour's  name  exceeds 
The  ruler  and  the  prieft. 

i^jmn  CXXV.     Long  Metre 

Faith  and  repentance,  unbelief  and  impeMtence, 
%  T    IFE  and  immortal  joys  are  giv*n     -' 

JL_J  To  fouls  that  mourn  the  fins  they've  done; 
^  Children  of  wrath  made  heirs  of  heav'n, 

By  faith  in  God's  eternal  Son. 

*  Jofliua  ihijamt  mih  Je-fus  fgntf.a  a  SavUur^ 


p.  IL       ^  SP'IRltUAL  SONGS.         'm 

2  Woe  to  the  '%vretch  that  rever  felt 

The  iviward  pangs  of  pious  grief. 

But  adds  to  all  his  crying  guilt, 

The  ftubborn -Rn  of  unbelief. 
«»  The  law  condeirins  the  rebel  dead, 

Under  the  wiaih  of  God  he  lies; 

He  feals  the  curfe  of-  his  own  head. 

And  with  a  double  vengeancp  dies. 
■  l^gBm  XXXVI.      Cummon  Metre. 
God  glorified  in  the  gofpel. 

1  '"I  'HE  Lord,  defcendirig  from  abcv^', 

A.     Invites  his  children  nesr  ; 
"While  pow'r  and  truihj  and  boundlefs  love.. 
_  Difplay  their  g-lories  here, 
3.  Here,  in  the  goipel's  wofid'rcus  frame^ 
Fiefli  wifdom  we  purfac  ; 
A  thouff.nd  angels  learn  thy  name, 
'  Beyord  whate'er  they  knew, 

2  Thy  name  is  writ  in  faireft  lines, 

Thy  wonders  here  we  trace  ^ 
Wifdom' through  all  the  mift'ry  fnineg. 
It  fhines  in  Jcjus'  face. 
4  The  law  its  boif  cbedience  ov/es 
To    our  incarnate  God  ; 
And  thy  revenging  juit;cct  {hows 
Its  honour?  in  his  blood. 
^  But  fiiii  the  luilre  of  thy  grace 
Our  wairner  thoughts  employs^ 
Giids  the  whole  fcene  v/iih  brighter  rzr§. 
And  more  exalts  our  jcys. 
|)pm  CXXVi  i .     '  Lon^  Metre, 
Circumcifton  and  Bapiijm. 
I   ^"T^HU  b  did  the  fons  of  Abrah'm  p'aYs 
-JL       Undsrthe  bloody  fcaLoi-gi-aee  r 


4^6  ^^-KYMNS      ANo  ^"  B;-iT. 

The  young  difciplcsbcMe  the  yoke. 

*Ti\l  Chriji  the  painful  hondage  broke, 
i.  By  milde r. ways  doth  J^f^/us  prove 

Kis  Father's  cov'n<nt  and  hii  love  ; 

He  feals  to  faints  his  gknious  g»ace, 

N  or  doe  &  f  orb  i  d  i  h  e  i  r  -  i  vAz  n  i  rn  c  e . 
2  Their  feed  i.i  fprmkied-with  his  biood-^ 

Their  children  fet  apart  for  God  ; 

His  fpirit  on  their  x^ijpspring  fiiod. 

Like  W2t<er  pour'd  upon  the  h..trd, 
^  Let  ev'ry  foint  wiih  cheerful  voice 

In  this  l?age  coverant  rejoice  ; 

Young  children  in  their  early  0;ay% 

Shall  give  the  Gcd  of  Ahrak'Mi  praife. 

i^pmnCXXY^IL    Cornion  Metre. 

Corrupt,  nfiturz  fr67n  Adam, 

B-LESS'D  \)vrith  the  joys  of  innocences 
•     JdWi  our  father  ilood, 
'Tiil  he  deba^'d  his  foul  tof<:nre, 
And  eat  the  unlawful  food. 
^  Now  ^*e  are  born '.a  f<?nfiial  race. 
To  finfuljoys  inclin'd  \ 
Rcafon  h^s  loft  its  native  place. 
And  flel"hinfiaves  the  mind. 
o  While  fleih  and   fenfe  and  pa£ion  rcign?^ 
Sin  is  the  fweeteft  good  ; 
We  fancy  mufic  in  our  chains 
And  fo  forget  the  load. 
.4  Great  God!  renew  our  ruin'd  fr^^mc;. 
Our  broken  pow'rs  rellore, 
Infpire  us  with  a  heaven' y  flarne. 
And  r^cfh  fhall  reign  nr,  more* 
^:Eterrv%l  fpirit  write  thy  law 
Upon  our  inward  pajts, 


^.tX^-i  SPIRITUAL  ■SGNGa^  ■        ^e^ 

And  let  the  fei&ond  Adam  draw 
His  im-  ga  on  our  hearts, 

l|)»mn  CXXIX.     Long  Metre. 

^  iVe  zjalk  by  faiths  net  ^y  fight, 

J  *'^  I  ""IS  By  ihe  fauh  of"  joys  to  come 

X       We  walk  thro'  defer ts  d?.rk  as  nighty 
'Till  we  anive  at  heaven  our  home, 
Fai.th  IS  our  guide,  and  faiih  our  ]ight. 

»  TKe  want  of  (ig«tt  ftie  well  fupplies, 
She  makes  the  pegrly  gates  appear  ; 
lar  itito  difta  at -worlds  ihe  pries^ 
And  bringveternal  glories  near. 

'3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  defart  througbj 
While  faith  infpires- a  heavenly  ray. 
Though  lions  roar  and  tempeiU  bloWj 
And  rocks  and  dangers  £U  the  way. 

4  So /i(?ra/i'r5  by. divine  command, 

Left  his  own,  houfe  to  walk  wilh  God^ 
His  faith^behsid  the   promis'd  land, 
And  Er'd  his  aeal  along  the  road. 

^gmn  CXXXL     Commoa  Metre. 

The  veto  creation. 
3      A  TTEND,  while  God^s  exalted  Son, 
JlX.,    Doxh^nisown  glory  fhew  '- 
iSeiipld  1  Tit  upon  my^ throne, 
Creating  a':l  things  new. 
a.  Nature  and  iki  are  pafs'd  away. 
And  the  old  AdamA^iti\ 
My  hands  a  i»;ew  foundaticn.  lay-^ 
S?e  the  new  world  arife  \ 
fj  I'll  be  a  fun  of  righteoufnefs 
To  the  new  heav'ns  I  make  ; 
None  but  the  new-born  heirs  of  grae«    ..  < 
3-ty  glories  fhall  partake » 


5©5   -  KYMNS     AND  .  Br  1^ 

4  Mighty  Redeemer,  fct  mc  fre? 

From  my  old  ft^ie  of  iin  ; 
Cb,  make  my  Toiil  alive  to  thee. 
Create  nev/pow'rswi.hin  ; 

5  Renew  mine  eye^,  and  form  mine  ears 

And  mould  my  heart  afrsfh  : 
Gi^re  rae  new  pafiion?.  joys  and  fears, 

And  tarn  the  ftone  to  fiefh. 
iFur  from  the  regions  cf  th?  dead, 

From  fin  and  earth  arfd  hell  ; 
In  the  new  world  that  grace  has  made, 

I  would  forever  dwell, 

©gmu  CXXXI,      Long  Metre, 

-   fhe  excellenry  of  tht  chrif,ian  relisinn, 
a   T    El' everlaiting  glories  crown 

-ft^^  Thy  head,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Lord  \ 

Thy  hands  have  brought  falvation  down^ 

And  writ  the  bleflings  m  thy  word. 
2  f  What.if  we  trace  the  globe  around, 

And  fearch  from  ^^i^/^J'/t  to  Jtapan^ 

There  fhall  be  no  relis^ion  found 

So  jufl  to  God,  fo  fafe  for  man. J 
sin  vain  the  trembling  confciencc  feeks 

Some  lolid  ground  to  reft  upon  ; 

With  long  d^fpair  the  fpirit  breaks, 

'Till  v/e  apply  to  ChrM  alone. 
4   How  Vi-ell  thy  blciTcdtiuths  agree  ! 

Hpw  wife  and  holy  thy  commands! 

Thy  promifes,  how  hrm  they  be  \ 

Kow  firm  our  hope  and  comfc^t  fl?nds  ? 
g  Not  the  feign'd  fields  «f  heath'nifh  blifs 

Could  raifij  fyqh  pVrfures  in  the  mind;     , 

Nor  does  the  Turkijli  par^'dife 

Pretend  to  'cvs  fo  well  rc£ n'd 


E.li^    •   .  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  ^'^ 

6  Should  all  the;  forms  that  men  devifc 
Air^uit  my  faith  with  treach'rous  art^ 
rd  call  them  vanity  and  lies, 
And  bind  the  gofpel  to  my  heart. 
fpgiW  CXXXII.    Caminon   Metre. 
Tki  cficis  of  Chriji. 
a.  "WJ^  trtefs  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 
V  V  •     That  comes  with,  truth  and  grace; 
jcfii-^  thy  Ipirit  and  thy  .word, 
bhalllead  us- in  thy  ways. 
^  We  rev'rence  our  High  Fncft.  above. 
Who  offered  up  his  blood. 
And  lives  to  cariy  on  his  iove^ 
By  pleadin<^v/ith  our  God.: 

3  We  honour  our  exalted  King  : 

Kow  l\veet  are -his  cominands  ! 
He  guards  our.  fouls  from  hell  ^nd^fin. 
By  his  almighty  hands,     .• 

4  Hofanna   to  his  glor'oasname. 

Who  faves  by  si  Iff 're  nt  ways  % 
His  mercies  la-y  afov'reign  .ckim 
To  oav  immortal  praile. 
ipjmn  CXXXlil.     I^ongMerrc. 
rht  opCTation  cf  the  Holy  Spirit, 

ETERNAL  bpirit  Vv'e  conf-fs 
And  l:ng  the  \yonders  ®f  thy  grace  ^ 
Thy  pow'r  conveys  our  b'effings  dowii 
From -Gad  the  F&ther  and  the  Son. 

s  Enlighfen'd  by  thme  he-av'nly  ray. 
Our  lhades.ahd  darknefs  turn  to  day  • 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  kno^v 
Our  danger  and, our  refuge  too. 

*>  Thy  pow'r  and  glory  works  within, 
And  breaks  the  chains  of  reigning  fiji ; 

T  7    2- 


Uip   ,  HYMNS  AND.  B,  M, 

Dotft  our  imperious  lufls  fubdue, 
And  forms  our  wretched  hearts  anew, 
4  The  troubled  co-nlcience  knows  thy  voioe. 
Thy  chearing  A^ordb  aw:-ke  our  joys  ; 
Thy  words  ai'Ir.y  the  fl.ormy  wind, 
And  calm  the  furges  of  the  mind. 

fppinU  CXXXIV.     Common  Metre.  .. 

Circnmcifioii    aboli/Jicd. 
1   ''  I  ^HE  promiCe,  was    divinely  free, 
X       Extsnfivc  was  the  gr?ce  ; 
"  I  will  the  God  of  AbralimhQf 
^  And  of  hi3*num'rous  race. 
*  He  faid  and  with  a  blccdy  feal 
Confirm'd  the  word  he  fpoke; 
Long  did  the  fons  of  Abraham  fecj 
The  Tharp  and  painful  yoke. 
3  'Till  God's  own  Sorj,  defcending  lowp 
Gave  his  own  fiefh  to  bleed  ; 
And  Gentiles  taite  the  bleilings  now^ 

From  the  hard  bondage  freed. 
The  God  of  .':i>r<3V??2  claims  our  p'-ilfc^ 

His  promifes  endure  ; 
And  Ckrijt  the  Lord  in  gentler  ways, 
M-ikes  the  falvaiion.fure, 
£i)gnin  CXXXV.     Long  Metre, . 
Types  and  prophecies  cf  Chnfc.   .       • 

1  13  E:L>JLD  the  woman's  promis'd  feedi 
J3      Uehold  the  great   M([fiah  ccmti 
jjehold  the  prophets  all  agreed 

To  give  him  the  fjperior  room? 

2  4.orah'm   th  *  Lint,  rcj  Hc'd  of. old,' 
When  vifi.ms  of  the  Lord  i.e  luwj 
Mofes.  the  m^n  v>f  God  foretold 
This  grtat  f^iiiiier  of  his  law. 


B^il,         SPIRITUAL. SGN€S.-  .         ^n 

■i-g  The  types  b-DTewitnefs  to  his  name-- 
ObtaiiiM  their  chif  f  df=fign  and  ceas'd; 

*      Theincenfe.  and  the  bleeding  Lamb, 

The  Rvk,  the  altar,  and  the  pricft, 
4''?redi6lions  in    abundance  meet. 
To  join,  their  blelfings  on  his  head,^  - 
jeju,s,  we  vv'orffiip  at  thy  feet, 
And  nati^jns  own  the  promis'd  feed, 

IPPlim  CXXXYi.-     Lang.  Metre,'     , 

Miraclits  at   the  bi)tk  ofXkruh 

t  'T^HE  King  of  glory  fends  his  Son. 

Jl    .'   To  mrke  ills  entrance  on  this  earth 5 

Behold  themidnight  "bright  ss  noon,        ' 

And  heavenly  holts  declare  his  birth  1 
S   A b ou  I  th  e  y oiin g  Rt  d re  me  r ' s.  head 

What  wonders  rnd  what  g'Cries  meet  1    . 

An  uvkno-v.rn  rb:rar.  ic  i-ndled 

The  s   itero^  ("-  ;c  ■.  ir;  h-.  Jeet. 
3   Si7-nccti  dT.CK  .^■t/'-.  ;■:  S^otH  co^  Apvrz    ... 

The'inf?r;i  C^ai-i-  i-r  u^  procl^.iin  ;   , 

Icv/n-d  th^y  ^■:1:  t!ie  Ucr-^r.  .-;,-. 

An::.  o:^r[s'd   the  b.be    ^nri  cv  .N;l  hisnaine.. 
■^   Let    iecvs  and  tnc^i^   ':     i,"r:c;r;2  r;;cua5 
.    And  tr<at  the  ho'---   rl^i.d  w'  '-  {corn  \ 

Oar  iouls   'drrre  -h'  rvrr:i  G..-i  . 

Who  congcicended  t=^  be  hern, 

I^jgii^H   CSXXV'L    Long   Metre.. 
Miradci  in  the  J^ifc^  Dcc.'h,  :i:d  Rcf]tm[zien  cf 

E.-10I;L--  "'^c  b'U'd:'-;h-  ii?hi  receive 

The  dumb  fpie^k  'vcndrr'^  !   <..^d  the  \2:fiQ  . 
Leap  hke  Lit;  hart^  andbit;L  his  name  \     ■ 


s  Thus  doth,  the  tV  eternal  fpicit  own 
And  Teal  the  miftion  of  ht3  bon  ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cauTe, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  crcXs, 

3   He  dies  !  the  Leav'ns  m  mourning  Hoodj 
He  raifes^  and  apprsis^  God  ! 
Behold  the  Lord  afccnding  high,    , 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more. to  die. 

^  Hence  and  forever  from. my  heart 
1  bid  my  doubts  and  tears  d.-^part  ; 
And  to  thofc  hand^.my  foul  refign, 
Which  bear  credentials  fo  divine. 
j|)J)am  CXXXVIIL  Long  Metre. 
Thi  pewcr  of  tjie  gofpel. 

J   '  \  'HIS  is  the  word  of  truth  .t.d  iqvt^ 
X       Sent  to  the  nations  from  above  ; 
yelwvah  hete  rcfolves  to  fhevv 
What  his  almighty  grp.ce  can  do, 

a  This  remedy  d,id  wifdom  findj 
T<S  heal  difcafes  of  the  mind  ; 
7'h;s  fov'reign  balm,  whofe  virtues  caa    • 
Re'^lore  the  ruin'd  creature,  mjin. . 

^The  gofpel  bids  the  dead  revive,      . 
Sinn^ri:  obey  the  vcice^,  and  live  : 
Dry  bones  ?re  rais'd,  and  cloth^dafrcnx  ^ 
And  hearts  of  (lone  aye  twrnM  to  fl  (h. 

^   [Where  6fliflr.  rei^n'd  in  O^sdeirof  n-ght. 
The  gofpcl  ilrikes  a  heav'nVy  liant  ; 
Our  Juft*  its.  wpnd'icus  powT  conirols, 
A^d  caln^s  the  r?ge  cf  angary  >  uh, 

5  Lions  ^f?  beafts  of  lavage  name 
Put  on  tiie  natioe  of  the  l?mb  ! 

While  the  wide  world  efieems  it  f^rprge^ 
Gaze,  ard  r.dmire,  indhate  the  charge,  j 

6  May  but  this  gr^ce  my  f.-u"!  renew, 
i-et  fianers  gaze  and  lialci  me  t^^. 


■     B,-II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.         s^S 

The  world  that  faves  me  does  engage 
A  fuic  defence  from  all  their  rage. 

.  ^pimi  CXXXIX.      Long  Metre.  , 

The  ex  ample  ^^f  Chri/f., 

i   li  /FYdear  Redeeirer,  and  my  Lor^j 
i-VJ.     I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  : 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears  : 
Drawn. out  in  living  chara£lers, 

3  Such  w^s  the  truth  and  fuch  the  zeal; 
Such  defiVenre  to  the  Fathur's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meeknefs  fo  divine, 
J  wcnld  tranfc^ibe  and  make  them  mine,  ,  . 

3  Cold  mountaifts  and  the  midni^ht.air3 
\Vitnefs*d  the  fervoiir  of  thy  prayeji^. 
The  defert  thy  temptation  knew. 
Thy  conflicl  sind  thy  vi£t'iy  too, 

4  Be. thou  my  pattern  ;  m-ike  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  im^ge.here  !  ' 

Then  God  the  judge  fnall  own  thy  nams 
AmongfLthe  fdii'wers  of  the  Lamb. 

!|)|iTO  CXL./    Commoa  Metre* 

The  example  J  of  Chrijl  and.  ihe 'Saints, 

t   /^  LVE  me  the-win^s  of  faith  to  rife 
Ky    .  Wjthi.athe  v?ii  and  fee 
The'  fajnis  ab'-ve,  how  greai  their  joys  ; 
How  bright  their  glories  be  ! 
&  Once  th  -y  %vers  mourning  here  below^  . 
And  wet  'heir  eouch  wi.th.tears.: 
They  wredied  liard,  a-s  we  do  now, 
With  fins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 
2  I  adi  them  whence  their  vift'iy  cama  ? 
They,  with  united  bxeath. 


A^cnbq^t^lQ  concjuCt  to  the  Lamb; 
Their  triumph,  to  His  dsaih, ,  • 

4  Tkey  mark'd  ihc  footfleps  that  he  trod, 

(Mis  afal  infpir'd  their  hreaf^. 
And  following  their  incarnate  God» 
Podi-ib'd  ihc  promls'd  reft. 
J  O  ir  g^rious  leader  clainisS  our  praifc^^,  ^ 
For  his  own  pattern  giv'n, 
"While  the  long  cloud  of  witncffes 
iJhew  the  fame  path  to  heiv'n 
IDpmn  CXLI       Common    Metr©. 
faith   ajifiid  ly  Jcvje.  :  or  prcackingy  b aptifii^-. ,-. 

and    iki   Lord  s  Jupper. 
^  A  T^   Saviour  God,  my  Sovereign  Prince     _. 
iVA     Reigns  f>r  above  the  {kies  •, 
But  brings  his  *r;<ces  down  to  fenfe. 
And  helps  rny   faith  to  r:fsr.  ,. 
a  My  eyes  and  ears  fhall  blefs  his  name. 
They  read  and  hear  his  w-ord  ; 
My  touch  »nd  tad:?- ftiall  do  the  famc^ 
When  they  receive  the  Lord, 

5  Biptifma!  water  is-  defign'd    i      |k 

To  feai  his..c3eanl:ng  grace,   .     ^ 
"While  2t  bis  fsafl  of  bread  and  wine 
He  gives  his  farms  his  place, 
^  But  not  the.  W2ters  of  a  flood 
'  Can  make  my  fi-fhfo  clean, 
As  by  h-xa  Ipirit  and  his  blood 
He'll  w.?fh  rty  foul  from  fin^ 
5  Not  choiced  meats,  nor  noblcit  wines. 
So  much  my  hcrrt  reff^ih, 
As  when  my  faich  g^>es  through  the  figtiS.-.,  ,. 
And  feeds  upon  his  fitfli. 
(3  LJpve  the  Lord,  v.'ho  {loops  fo  low, 

To  give  his  viord  i  iVal  ^^  "^ 


i-ii.    spiRrruAi;  ^' songs.     '  ^.^ 

ELit  tke  rich  grsce  his  hand^  beftoWj 
-Exceeds  the  figures  iliil. 


CXLII/    Short  Metre. 

Faitk  m  Chrift  cur  fdcrif^ct. 
I    TCTOT  ail  the  blood  of  beails, 
X^      On  Jtwifn.  ahar^  fi'  ia, 
Co.-.id  give  the  guilty  co!.fci4ncc  pcacCg 
Or  waih  a^vay  the  itain, 
%  But  X^i^-?  the  heav'niy   Lamhj 
Takes  all  our  fms  av/ay  ; 
A  iacrifice  of  nobler  numc, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 
3  Mv  fpiih  w&u!d  lay  her  hand 
'    Oq  :hai  de^r  heSd  of  thine,, 
Vv'hile  like  a  penitent   1  ft^ineirj 
And  there  c-^nfefs  mv  fm. 
i.  My  fnul  ]o'  kb  b.ick  to  iee 

The  burthens  thou  didfl  bear^    . 
While  hanging  on  the  curfed  trec^ 
And  hopes  h°r  guilt  was  th?reo 
^  Believing  we  rejoice 

To  fee  the  curfe  remove; 
"We  blcfs  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voi'ce^ 
And  Ting  his  b.eedirg  love, 
%^ym,  CXLUI.     Common   Metre. 
Fie  pi  and  Spirit, 
£•'  "^  )l  7 HAT  di't 'rent  po w'rs  of  grsce  snd  fiii 
W       Attend  our  mortal  ftate  : 
I  liate  the  thcrsgi'ts  whiclt  vvoik  withki^    • 
-And  do  the  works  1  hate. 
t  "NoTv  I  ccmpl?ir,  rnd  gioan,  and  die^ 
¥/hileiiB  and  Satan  reign  ; 
Now  i-?ife  i2y  for.gs  of  r.riumph  high, 
■  vFc»r  grace  prevails  ?ga.ir.. 


5i6  IIYMNS  AN»  B.  ll» 

3  So  darkneis  flruggies  wiih  tke  li^ht, 

'Tll\  perfe*^l  day  oiiit  I 
^Vater  and  fxre  maintaiu  ihe  f-^Iit 
Until  the  weaker  diei'. 

4  Ti^us  'vviii  the-flerh  ai.d  (pirit   fLrive, 

And  v-ex  and  bicik-niy  p '.JCr  •, 
But  I  flraii  quit  this  mv)Mal  Utc, 
And  lin  forever  cezle. 
|j)gmn  CXL'V.     Long  K!err«. 
T/i^  c^uJLon  ij  )hc  Spirtt  :     cr,  ihejuo  :fs  of  the 

^oj'pd. 
y   f^  REAT  was  the  dsy,  the  jcy   -.vas  grea^^ 
VJT  AVhen  the  divine  ailcip  rs  m-i'i  ; 
Whildon  their  heads  the  bpiri;.  erne, 
And  fat  like  torigues  of  cloven. fl^me. 

5  What  f;ifis.  -ivhat  mir.*cle's  he  gave  ! 
Andpo\v'"rto;^ivCjftndpow'rtofave;  [words^ 
F'jrrjifli'd    their    tongues 'with    wond'roXife 
ir.fteid  of  (liieids.  and  fpears,  ar.d  {"words. 

g  Thus  arm'd,  he  fenc  the  champions  forth^ 
From  ((Hi  iomcfr,  from  north  to  fcuih  j 
Go,  and  ajfert  vfur  tfavioiir s  caufc  ; 
Gp^fprcaa  the  tr.ypSry  ?f  his  crijs. 

4  Theie  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 
Of  what  alanrring  fci  c^  they  gre?, 
To  make  our  ilubborn  pamons  bow, 
Andhy  the  prr.udefl;  rebel  low  ! 

^  Ni.tions,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
A.re  by  thc-fe  heay'n'v  arms  fubdu'd  : 
ySIhile.  Satan  r?ges  at  his  lofs, 
And  hstes  the  dcG:rine  of  the  crcfs. 

5  Great   King  c»f  grace,  mv  heart  fubduCj, 
1 -would  be  led  in  triumph  too, 

A  willing  c.'ptive  to  my  l.ord, 
And  fmg  the  vift'ries  of  kU-\vord» 


:>.  11.  SPIRITUAL    SOKGS.         5;. 

}J)gnm    CXLV.      Common  Metre. 

Sight  thrJKgh  a  glajs.  and  fact  io-JaU, 

1  T  LOVE  the,  windows  of  thy  grace, 
X  Through  whieh  my  Lord  is  ieen  • 
And  long  to  meet  my.I^aviour's  faci, 

Without  a  ■glai's  betv/ecn. 
c  Oh,  that  the  hap,pY  hour  were  come, 
To  chiinge  rny  fa,ith  to  fight  1 
I  fhould  behold. my  Lord  at  home^;, 
In  a  diviner  light, 

3  Hafte,  my  Beloved,  and  remove 

Thefe  inter.pofing  d^ys  ; 
Then  iliall  my  pr.ffion  all  be  love, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  be  praife, 

il)}>mn  CXLVI.     Long  Metre. 

The  vanity  of  creatures . 2  or,  m  ixjl  on  earth, 
i    IV  /TAN  has  a  foul  :of  vaftdefires,. 

J. VX,  He  burns  ^vithin  with  reftlefs  fires 
Toft  to  and  fro,  his  paifions  ily 
From  y aiiity-  to  vanity., 

2  In  vain  on  earth,  we  hope  to  find. 
Some  folid  good..tQ,flll  the  mind  : 
We  try  new  ple^taixs ;  but  we  feel 
The  inward  xbiiH;  and  torment  flill, 

g  So  when  a  raging  fever  burns,  - 

We  fhift  from  iide  to  fide  by  turns  ^ 
And  *tis  a  poor.reliff  we  eain^-  ^ 

To  ch?,nge  .theplace/but^eep/tKepaiai 

4  Great  God!   iubdue  this  vicioMS  thirft, 
This  love  to.van^ity  and  duft  i  , 

Cure  this  vile  fever,  of  the  mind, 
And  feed  pur  fouls  with  joys  refia'd, 
U  u 


5^8  HYMNS  ANsD  B.  I' 

l^i)jmt  CXLVII.     Common  Metre. 

The  creation  ef  the  zc*orid.    "Gen.  i. 

^TOW  let  a  fpacious  world  arife, 
^    Said  the  creator  Lord  : 
At  once  th'  obedient  earth  and  fkies 

Rofc  at  his  iov 'reign  word. 
•    Dark  ■w^s  the  deep  ;  the  waters  lay 
Confus'd,    and  drown'd  the  land  ; 
He  cail'd  the  light  ;  the  new-born  day 
Attends  on  his  gommand, 
.^    rie  bids  the  clouds  afccnd  on  high  ; 
The  clouds  afcend  and  bear 
V  wat'rv  treafure  to  the  iky, 
And  float  on  fofter  ait. 
.   The  liquid  element  below, 
Was  gather'd  by  his  hand  ; 
T\\e  rolling  feas  together  flow, 
And  leave  the  folid  land. 
,  Yy  ith  herbs  and  plants,  a  flow'ry  birth, 
I'he  naked  globe  he  crown'd, 
Ere  there  was  rain  toblefs  the  earth, 
Or  Tun  to  warm  the  ground. 
<j  Then  he  .idorn'd  the  iJ^pc'r  fkies  : 
Behold  the  fun  appears: 
The  moon  and  flars  in  order  rife, 

To  maj:k  aut  months  and  years,  ,^ 

-  Out  of  the  deep  th'  ahnighty  King 
Did  vital   beings  frame," 
The -fainted  fowls  of  ev'ry  "wing, 
AVid  fifh  of  ev'ry  name. 
8  He  gave  the  lion  and  the  worm 
At  once  their  -»vond'rous  birth  ; 
And^b*zing  beads- of  various  form, 
Rofe  from  the  teeming  cartlu 


B.  II.        SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  51^- 

g  Adam  \\'3S  fram'd  of  equal  cisy, 
Though  fov'reign  of  the  leli:. 
IDefign'd  for  nobler  ends  than  they  j 
With  God's  own  irap.ge'bleri:, 

10  Thus  glorious  in  his  Maker's  eye 

The  young  creation  flood  : 
He  faw  the  building  from  on  high. 
Kis  word  pronounc'd  it  good. 

11  Lord,  while  the  frame  of  nature  ftands. 

Thy  prnife  fhali  £11  my  tongue  : 
But  the  new  ^'/orld  of  grace  demands 
A  more  exalted  Jong. 

ij)pm    CXLVIII.     Common  Metre. 

God  reccncikd  in  ChriTt. 

2    y^EAREST  cf  all  the  nrmes  above  y 
\_J   My  j^fus.  and  my  God  • 
Who  can  reiift  thy  heav'^nlv  ipve^ 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood  ? 

2  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

The  father  fmiles  again  •, 
'Tis- by  thine  interceding  Drealiv 
The  Spirit  dwells  with  men, 

3  'Till   God  in  human  ue^h  I  fec; 

My  thoughts  no  comfort  hnd  ; 
The  holy,  juil.  and  facred  Three.. 
Are  terrouis  to  my  mind. 
4,  But  if  Iv2nia7iuel*s  face  appear, 
My  hope,  my  joy  begins  •, 
His  name  forbids  my  flavifh  fear,. 
His  grace  removes  my  fins. 
,5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  reiy^ 
And  Grt'sAj  cf  wifdom  boail, 
I  love  th'  incarnate  my  fiery, 
An-d  there  I  fix  my  tru-u:= 


HYMNS  Ar;^  B.  II, 


ipJ?niU  CXLiX.      Commsn  Metre. 

Ilorioitrto.  Mtigiflrates  ;.  or,  Gov^r.nmintfrcvi  GccU 


^    r  li liN  rVL  io  v" re igu  of  t he  iky 
Antl  Lcviil-or  al'  beloAv» 


-    Vv'c  mortJils  to.tliy  inajcily 

Our  f'itt  obenienGe  owe. 
i  Oia-  Ion's  adcrne  thy  ibrone  fupre'mr> 

Ana  bicis  thy  provide atOi, 

Qivt  :s;^oty  ^vnd  \:efc-vvc'\ 
^.  I  Hi-  in'o-v:'-;;  of  iiU  iluii;^  f*i-i«C€S  IhiiV^ 
X'ir^  va;;^  tbivvn  that  reiU  ,•    ^     , 
\Vhcr3  laws  r-nd  lioerties  ccra^inQ 
To  m^ke  the  nation  hlefs'd.] 
^  Kingdoms  en  firjn  foundations  iland, 
Wlule  virtue  finds  reward  ; 
And  fmncri  periQi  from  the  land 
By  juftice  and  the  fword. 
5  Let  Ccvfzr's  due  be  ever  paid. 
To  Cisfar  and  his  throne  ; 
B:at  confcicnces  and  fouls  were  mado: 
To  be  the  Lord's  alone. 

l^J>mir  CL.      Common  Metre. 

The  dcctiijulnefs  of  fin. 
\   OIN  has  a  thoufand  treach'rous  arts 
O  To  praclice  on  the  mind  ; 
With  flat'ring  looks  fhe  tempts  Our  hearts 
But  leaves  .T   fling  behind.. 

2  With  names  of  virtue  fire  deceives 

The  aged  and  the  young  :. 
And  while  the  heedlefs  wretch  believfeS*. 
She  makes  his  fetters  ftrong. 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joys  fire  brings^ 

And  gives  a,  feixpretejiQC  ; 


Br  in         SPrRiTUAL   SONGS.  521. 

But. cheats  the  (oul  of  hcav'nly  things, 
And  chains  it  down  to  ienfe. 
4,  So  on  a  tree  divinely  fair 

Grew  the  forbidden  food  ; 
Our  mother  took  the  poifon  there,:. 
And  tainted  all  her  blood. 

l^^mX  CLI.     Long  Metre.. 

Prophecy  and  Infpiraiion, 
s  '•'"|~^WAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 

A,    The  ancient  prophets  fpoke  his  word?.;:. 
His  rpirit  did  their  tongues  infpire, 
And  warm'd  their  hearts  with  heav'nly  hre^. 
2'  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wro't. 
Confirm'd  the  mefiages  they  brought  ; 
The  prophet's  pen  {"ucceeds  his  breath 
To  l>.ve  the  holy  words  from  death. 

3  Great  God  !  mine  eyes  with  piecfure  lookj.. 
On.  til?-  dear  volume  of  thy  book  :. 
There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  fee. 

And  read  his  nam-e.  who  dy'd  for  me, 

4  Let  the  falfe  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  loft  and  vanifh  in  the  wind  : 
Hare  I  can  fix  my  hope  fecure  ; 
This  is  thy  word:  and  muft  endure. 

g5pmU  CLIL     CommoaM^trs.. 

Sinai  and  Sion;  Htb.  xii.  18,  £^c. . 
1   l^TOT  to  the  tcrrours  of  fhe  Lord,. 
JlN   -The  temped,  fire,  and  fmoke  ;,, 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sin^i  fpoke  : 
2-  But  we  are  come  to  Sio)V s  hill. 
The  citv  of  our  God, 


.523  HYMNS    AK3  B.  U. 

Where  milder  words  declare  his  will^ 

And  fpread  his  love  abroad, 
3   Behold  ihe  innumerable  hoft 

Of  angels  cloth'd  in  light  ! 
Behold  the  fpi^ts  of  the  jufl, 

VVhofe  faith  is  turn'd  to  /ight ! 

4  Behold  the  blefs'd  affemblv  there, 

Whofe  names  are  writ  in  heav'n  ! 
And  God,  the  judge   of  all  declares 
Their  viled  hns  forgiven. 

5  The  faints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead. 

But  one  communica  make  ; 
AH  join  in  Chrijl,  their  living  head, 

And  of  his  grzce  partake. 
^  In  fuch  fociety  as  this 

My  weary  foul  would  reft  ; 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jtfus  is. 

Mull  be  for.ever  blefs'd. 

VDgmU  CLIIT.      Common  Metre. 

The.  diftevipevy  folly,  and  madnefs  of  fiyt^ 

1  Q IN,  like  a  venomous  difeafe, 
O   Infe£ls  our  vital  blood  : 
The  only  balm  is  fov 'reign  grace. 

And  the  phyfician,  God.- 

2  Our  beauty  and  our  ftrength  are  fled, 

And  we  draw  near  to  death  ; 
But  Clirijt  the  Lord,  reeals  the  dead 
With  his  almighty  breath. 

3  Madnefs,  by  nature  reigns  within, 

The  pafTions  burn  and  rage, 
'Till  God's  own  Son  with  (kill  divin* 
The  inward  fire  affuage. 
A  [We  lick  the  dyft,  we  grafp  the  windy 
And  folid  good  defpife  ; 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  523 

Si]ch  is  the  fol-y  of  the  mind, 

'Till  y^w-J  makes  us  wife.] 
5  We  give  our  fouls  the  wounds  they  feei% 

We  drink  ihe  poi^^'nous  gall, 
And  rufh  with  f  jry  dovn  to  hell ; 

But  heaven  prevents  the  fall, 
S  [The  man  p o fie fs'd  among  the  tombs, 

Cuts  his  ovv'n  flefh  2nd  cries  : 
He  foams  and  raves,  'till  J? Jus  comes. 

And  the  fcul  fpirit  flies.  J 

rp^nU  CUV.  LoDg  Metre. 
Self- Righteoiifiufs  ivfujjident, 

1  "T  \  THERE  are  the  mourners/'  fai.h  the 

VV  Lord, 

*'  Who  wait  and  trers.b^e  at  my  woid, 
"  Who  walk  in  darknefs  all  the  day  ? 
"  Come,  make  my  name  your  truft  and  ftay, 

2  ["  No  v/orks  nor  duties  cf  your  own, 
"  Can  for  the  fmalleft  fins  atone  ; 

"  The  robes  that  nature  may  provide, 
*•  Will  not  your  leaft  poUuiions  hide. 

3  "The  fofteft  couch  that  nature  knows, 
'•  Can  give  the  confcience  no  repofe : 

*'  Lock  to  my  nghteoufnefs,  and  live  ; 
'*  Comfort  and  peace  are  mine  to  gtvc.J 

4  •*  Ye  fons  of  pride  that  kindle  coals 

**  With  your  own  hands,  to  warm  your  fouls, 
*'  Walk  in  the  light  of  your  own  fire, 
*'  Enjoy  the  fparks  that  ye  defirft  : 

5  "  This  is  your  portion  at  my  hands, 

"  Hell  waits  you  with  her  iron  bands-5 
**  Ye  fiiall  lie  dopn  in  forrow  there, 
''  la  death  and  darknefs,  and  defpair. 


5H  HYMNS   AND  D.  If. 

^pmn    CLV.     Common    Metre. 

CJiri'll  our  Paffover. 

1  T    O,  tke  deflroyi'ng  angel  flies 
JL-i     To  Pharaoh's  Itubborn  land  ! 
The  pnds  and  flow.'r  of  Eg)^t  dies 

By  his  vindictive  hand. 
£  He  pafs'd  the  tents  of  Jacob  o'er, 
Nor  pour'd  the  wrath  divine  ; 
He  lav/  the  blood  on  ev'ry  door, 
And  blefs'd  the  peaceful  iign. 
3  Thus  the  appointed  Lamb  muft  bleed,. 
To  break  th'  Egyp.t'ian  yoke  ;. 
Thus  Ifr'el  is  from  bondage  freed, 
And  'fcapes  the  angel's  ftroke. 
4.  Lord,  if  my  heart  were  fprinkled  too 
"    With  blood  fo  rich  as  thine  : 
Juftiee  no  longer  would  purfiis 
This  guilty  foul  of  mine. 
5_  Jefus,  our  Paffover,  was  Oain, 
And  has  at  once  procur'd 
Freedom  from  Satan's  heavy  chain 
And  God's  avenging  fword, 

CLV  I.    Common  Metre. 
Prefiimption   and   dtfpair, 
t    T  HATE,  the  the  tempter  and  his  charms  $ 
X*     I  hate  his  flatt'ring  breath  : 
The  ferpent  takes  a  thoufand  formes. 
To  cheat  our  iouls  to  death.. 

2  He  fee<  ?  our  hopes  wi,th  airy  dieams, 

Orkill^iv;,1^h.^g^eai|t.     ' 
Aad'^hplds  us  ftiTrimri4e  extremes, 
Prefumption,  or  delj^ir. 
3..  Now  he  perfuades  how  eafy  'tis 
To  v/alkthe  rpad  to  bcav'n  ^ 


^?mu 


B.  XL  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  525 

Afto-h'hc  "f-vvelU  our  TinSj  and  cries 
They  (icfiirict  be  firgiv'r. 
^  11;^  bicvtiyouTis?  {iiiiiers  j/d^iorbea- 
To  tl\ii^k  of  God,  c.-  dcc:.!:n  ; 
'*'roi:  prayer  and  cevotiun  arc 
Bai;_iii2lanchQly  brraih." 
5    Hctelisfli-  ag--:!j  'ih(-:y  r'^^i;?  die, 
'•  A.id  'tis  LOO  latc  10  prgy  ;, 
la  v::ln  f<yi'  mercy  ncv  they  crv", 
-ro-rthcy  It:.veloachci^d:ivA 
6  Thus  he  {Vip^orta  his  cruii  ihrcnc 
by  mTfohisf^nddcc-.0'  ; 
And'dTP.i^the  fons  of  Au -uji  dow;"; 
■    To  datkncis  ?nd  the  pit* 
^^Vtmh^hty  Gcd.  cut  m-.-rt  his  pGw'r  ;. 
*^     L-t  him  in  dsrkneCs  dwelt  ; 
And  that  he  vex  tlie  earth,  no  more. 
Confine  him  down  to  hell. 

!l)[)ntri  CLYIL  Common     Metre.    ' 

1  IVyOW  S-'atdn  comes  v/ith  dreadful  ro a? 
JlN    And,  threatens    to  deflroy  ; 
He  worries  whom  he  c^a'l  devour 
With  a  malicious  jo)*«  >  ,' 
2'  Ye  fons  of  God  oppofe  his  rage , 
Refift.  and  he'll  be  gone  ; 
Thus  did  our  deareft  Lord  engage 
And  vanquifh  him  alone, 
g  Now  he  appears  almoit  divine, 
Like  innoccEce  and  love  ; 
But  the  old  fe^pcnt  l^uxlcs  withinj 
When  he  afTumes  the  dove. 
4^  FIy  from  the  falftfcdeceiver's  tongue,. 
Ye  fons  of  Adaiju  fly  I 


^2$  HYMNS   AK9  li.  II. 

Our  parents  found  the  fnavc'too  flr.^g, 
Nor  fhould  the  children  try.        * 

JI)tnnn    GLVIII.   Long  Metre. 

Few  Javcd  ;  or,  the  almcjt  chri/lian,  the  hypC" 
crite,  and  ap  oft  ate,. 

1    T)  ROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
J3  And  thoufands  walk  together  there  ; 
But  wiidom  fhows  a  narrow  path, 
W'ith  here  and  there  a  traveller, 

3  Veny  tryfclf,  and  take  thy  crofs^ 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  ! 
Nature  mufl  count  her  gold  but  drof:;. 
If  fhe  would  gain  this  heav'nly  Land. 

3  The  fearful  foul  that  lires  snd  faints, 
And"  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  efteem'd — alinoft  a"  faint. 
And' makes  his  own  de(lru£lion  fure». 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  Ropes  be  vaiuj 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new  ; 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'"cr  attain, 
Which  faUe  apoftates  never  knew. 

fppmn   CLIX.  Common   Metre. 

An  uncotivccrttd  State  ;  or.  Cunverfing  Grace,. 
3   [/^  RE  A^T  King  of  glory  and  of  grace 
Vjr  We  own,  with  humble  fnarae,. 
How  vile  is  our  degcn'rale  race, 
And  our  firfl  father's  name.] 
a  From  "Adam  flows  our  tainted  blood, 
The  poifon  reigns  within. 
Makes  us  averfe  to  all  that's  good, 
And  willing  Haves  to  frn. 
3j,  [^Daily  v/e  bre^k  thy  holy  law?. 
Ani  then  rejeO:  thy  grace  ; 


£.  IT.         SPIRITUAL  SON^GS,  527 

\ 

Engag'din  the  old  ferpenl'scaiire,  \ 

Againft  our  Maker'  face. J 
4  We  live  eftrang'd  afarirom  God. 
And  love  the  diftance  well  ; 
With  hade  we  run  ihe  dang'rous  road_ 
jffhat  leads  to  death  and  heil. 
,5  And  canfuch  rebels  be  reftor'd  ! 
Such  natures  made  divine  ! 
Lee  finners  fee  thy  glory.  Lord, 
And  feel  this  pow'r  ©f  thiae. 
o  We  raiie  our  Father's  name  on  high. 
Who  his  own  Spirit  fends 
To  bring  rebellions  flrai^gers  nigh, 
And  turn  his  foes  to  friends, 
i^pmn     CLX.     Long  Metre. 
Ciifiom  in  Jin 

1  T    ET  the  wild  leopards  of  the  world 
i^  Put  oiF  the  fpots  that  nature  gives, 
Then  may  the  wicked  turn  to  God, 
And  change  their  tempers,  and  their  lives* 

2  As  well  might  Ethiopian  ilaves 
Wafh  out  the  darknefs  of  their  fkln  ; 
The  dead  as  well  rhay  iea^'e  their  graves, 
As  old  tranTgreilors  ceafa  to  fin, 

3  Where  vice  has  held  its  empire  long, 
'Twill  not  endure  the  leaft  control  ; 
Non^  but  a  pow'r  divinely  ftrong 
Can  turn  the  current  of  the  foul, 

A  Great  God  !  I  own  thy  pow'r  divine, 
That  works  to  change  this  heart  of  mine  j 
I  tvovvldbe  formed  =  anev/,  and  blefs 
The  wonders  of  treating  grace. 
^gnm-    CLXL      Common    Metre.     , 
C hrijiian. Virtue s.  , 

STRAIT  is  the  v/ay,  the  door  is  H-rait,    / 
.     .  That  leads  to  joys  on  high  j  . 


/S.  ■  HY,MNS    AN>»,  B-.  IL 

^Tis  but  a  fe\v.v\hu  tind  th^  gate, 
While  cj'owdi  miliakc  ^nd  die, 

2  Beloved yt7/muii  be'deny'd, 

The  mind  and  will  renew'd, 
Paffion  fupprtfs'd,  and  patience  try'd, 
And  vain  dcfirei  fubdu'd, 

3  Fitih  is  a  dang'rous  foe  to  grace, 

Where  it  prevails  and  rules  : 
Flefh  iTi'uft  be  humbled,  pride  abas'd. 
Left  they  deftroy,  our  fouls. 

4  The  love  of  G,c]d  be  banifti'd  hence, 

(That  vile. idolatry). 
And  ev'i-y  membeav  ev'ry  fcnfe 

In  fweet  fubjeftion  lie, 
rj  The  tongue,  that  moft  unruly  pow'r, 

Requires  a  ftrong  reftraint  ; 
We  muft  be  watchful  every  hour. 

And  prpy,  but  never  faint. 
6  Lord  !  can  a  feeble  faelplefs  worm, 

Fulfil  a  taflcfo  hard? 
Thy  gr?ce  muft  all  my  work  perform, 

And  give  the  free  reward. 

!^pmn  GLXH.     Common  M^ti^e. 

Meditation  of  Heaven. 

1  IV  yfY  thoughts  furmountslhefc  lower  lkic«j 
iVx     And  look  withi-n  thcrj\'eih;.'l. 
There  fprings  of  endlefs  plo^fur^  tifc^ 

Whpfe  waterA  never  fail. '    '      ' 

2  There  1  behold  with  fweet  delight. 

The  bkfled  Three  in  One;        v.'  •.  . 
And  flrong  aflEeftiaas;hx  my' fight: 
On  God's  incarnate  iSon. 

3  Hi*  promife  ftands  forever  firm, 

His  grace  ih^ll-neftjf'j^ejBart  z 


3.-11.  -SFIRiTUAL  SOHCS,       52? 

He  binds  my  name  upon  his  arm. 
And  feals  it  on  his  hearto 

4  Light  are  the  pains  that  r;itu!^  brings  : 

How  Ihort  cur  forrows  are. 
When,  with  eternal  future  thingf^ 
The  pfefent  we  compare  1 

5  I  would  not  be  a  ftranger  ftill 

To  tliat  celeftial  place. 
Where  I  forever  hope  to  dwell 
Near  my  Redeemer's  f-ce. 

-  l^Pimi   CLXIir.    Common  Metre. 

Cj'rdplaini.  of  Defer  tic  71  and  Tempt  aiions, 
S    T^E  '^K.  Lord  I  behold  our  f^re  diilrcfs  j 
'jLA  Our  fins  attempt  to  reign  ; 
Stretch  out  thine  anii  of  conq'ring  gracCj 
And  let  thy  f0es.be  fiain. 
I  [The  lion  with  his  dreadful  roar 
Ai^nghts  thy  feeble  {heep  ; 
Reveal  the  glory  of  thy  pdw'r 
And  chain  him  to  the  -deepe 
■3   Muft  we  indulge  a  long  defpair  ? 
Shall  our  petiiions   die  ? 
Our  mourrnngs  never  reach  thine  ear. 
Nor  tears  jtffeH  thine  eye  ?] 
4  If. thou  defpife  a  mortal  groan, 
Yet  hear  a  Saviour's  blood  ; 
An  advocate  fo  near  the  thl-one 
4lkj  Pleads  and  prevails  with  God, 
:^  M^  bmiight  the  Spirit's  powerful  fwc^r^,. 
To  -il^y  our  deadly  foes  : 
.  Oi|r  fiHS  fhall  chg  beneath  thy  word. 
And  hell  in  vain  bppofe. 
1  How  boundlefs  is  our  father's  grace, 
'-:  h^.:gth  2nd  depth  and  length  \ 
Yv''  w 


530  HYMNS  ANo     .        ,    JB.  If, 

He  made  his  Son  our  lighteoufoers, 
His  Spirit  is  our  (Irength. 

Ij^pmn     CLXIV.     Common  Metre. 

^hc  End  of  the  World, 

WHY  fhouW  this  heart  delight  us  fo  ? 
Why  -ftiould  we  fix  our  eyes 
On  thpfe  low  grounds  where  forrows  groWj 
And  ev'ry  pleafure  dies  ? 
i  -While  .Time  his  fharpe ft  teeth  pi:ep?ires 
Ourcpniforts  to  devour, 
There  is  a  land  above  the  ftarc. 
And  joys  above  his  pow'r, 
^  Nature  lliall  be.diffolv'd  and  die, 
The  fun  muft  end  his  race, 
The  earth  and  fea  for  ever  fly 
Before  rny.  Saviour's  face. 
4  When  will  that  glorious  morning  rife  ? 
When  the  lafl  trumpet  found, 
And  call  the  nations  to  the  fides 
From  underneath  the  ground  ? 

^pmn  CLXV.  '^Common  MetPC. 

t/nfruitfulf^f.f,  ignorance^  end  unfanBified  ajfec" 
tions. 

LONG  have  I  fat  beneath  the  found 
Of  thy  f:Uvation,   Lord  ; 
But  ftill  how  weak  my  faith  is  found,      ^ 
Ako  knowledge  of  thy  word  ! 
-   Oft  Tfrec[ucnt  thy  holy  place, 
And  hearaimoft  in  vain  ; 
How  fmall  a  portion  of  thy  grace 
My  mem'ry  can  retain, 
o  Jvly    dear  Almighty,  and  my  God^ 
Hov/  little  art  thau.kno\v«n 


3,  Ii;       SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  g-S* 

Bjrall  the  judgments  of  thy  rod. 
And  bleffings  of  thy  throne*] 
4'  I^How  cold,  and  feeble  is  my  lovci 
How  negligent  my  fear  ! 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above  ! 
How  few  afFe6iiqns  there  ll 
5  [Great  God  !  thy  fov'reign  pow'r  imp^rt^  • 
To  give  thy  w©rd  fuccefs  : 
Write'lhy  falvation  in  my  heart, 
And-TOake  me  learn  thy  grace, 
g  Siiew  ray  forgetful  feet  the  way 
Which  leads  to  joy^  on  high  ; 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  fhall  never  die,  j 

P^mtt  GLXYlv      Common  Metre. 

The  divine  prefeSlions, 
i    TJT^^V  fhall  1  praile  ih'eternal  GOD, 
X  X  That  Infinite  Unknown? 
Who  can  afcend  his  high  abode, 
Or  venture  near  his  throne  ? 
3,  [The^r&At -InvifibU  I  he  dwells  ' 
Conceal'd  in  dazzling  light  % 
But  nfs  atl-fearchiiig  eye  reveals- 
The  fecrets  of  the  night. 

3  Thofe  watchful  eyes  that  never  fleep. 

Survey  the  world  around  ;        ' 
His  wifdom  isa  boundiefs  deep, 
Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd.J 

4  [Speak  we  of  flrength  ?  Hii  arm  is  itrofcg 

To  fave,  or  to  deftroy  ; 
Infinite  years  his  life  prolong, 
And  endlefs  ishis  joy]. 
g  [He  knows  no  fhadow  of  a  change ,, 
Nor  alters  his  decrees  j 


^^32  HYMNS;  A  NO,  BrJX. 

Firm  as  a  rock  his  truth  remains. 
To  guard  his  promiies.^ 
^  Sinners  before  his  prefencedie: 
How  holy  1$  his  name  ! 
Kis  angei-and  hisjealoufy 
Burn  like  devourii:^  fl^me» 
n    Tudice  upon  a  dreadful  throne 
fxlaint^ins  the  rights  of  God, 
While  merxy- fends  her  pardons  downj  , 
Bought  with  a  Saviour'shlood, 
I  Now  to  my  foul,  immortal  t^ing, 
Speak  fome  forgiving  word  ; 
Tlien  'twill  be  double  joy  tafmg 
The  glories  o£  my  Lord. 

i)^mn  CLXVII,      Long  M^tre. , 

The  divine perJeHions*  ■ 
t   /^  RE  AT  God  !  thy  glories  fhall  employ 
VJT  My  holy  fear,  my  humble  joy  ; 
My  lips  in  fongs  of  honour,  bring 
The  tribute  to  th*  eternal  King. 

3  Earth  and  the  fins,  and:  worlds  unknown  ' . 
Depend  preciirious  on  his  throne  j 

All  nature  hangs  upon  his  word. 
And  gr-'ce  and  glory  o\vu  their  Lord. 
3.  His  fov'r^ij^n  pow'r,  what  mortal  knows  ? 
If  he  commands,  who  d^re  oppofe  ? 
With  ftrength  hs  girds  himfe'f  aro.undj 
And  treads  the  rebels  to  the  ground. 

4  Who  fhall. pretend  to  terxh  kim  fl^iill, 
Or  guard  the  counfcls  of  his  will  ? 
His  wifdom  like  a  fea  divine, 

Flows  d^ep  r.nd  highheyonri  our  line,. 

5  His  name  is  holy,  and  his. eye 
*B  urn s  w  i th  imperial  j eal ou  1  y  ; 


3.  IL  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,         ssg 

He  hates  the  fons  of  pride  and  fineds 

His,  fiery  vengeance  on  their  heads, 
6   The'beaminga  of  his  piercing  fight 

Bring  dark  hypocrifyto  light  ; 

Death  and  deftruftion  naked  lie,  ' 

And  hell  UTQCover'd  to  his  eye, 
^  Th*  eternal  law  before  him  ftand$3 

His  juftice,  with  impartial  liahd^^ 

Divides  to  all  their  du«  reward, 

Or  by  the  fceptre^.  or  the  fword, 
3  His  mercy  like  a  boundlefs  fea,  - 

Wafhes  our  loads  of  guilt  away. 

While  his  own  Son  came  down  and  dy'd 

T'  engage , his  juftice  en  our  fide. 
9  Each  of  his  words  demands  my  faith  ^ 

My  foul  can  reft  on  all  he  faith  • 

His  truth  inviolable  keeps 

The  largeflpromife  of  his  lips. J 
3  0  Gh,  tell  mCj  with  a  gentle  voicCj 

Thou  art  my  God— and  1^11  rejoice  I 

Fill'd  with  thy  love,  I  dare  proelaim 

The  brighteft  honors  of  thy  name, 

p^m  CLXVnir   Long  Metrs; 

Tke  Same, 
1     JEHOVAH  reigns,  liis  throne  is  h'ighj 

J    His  robes  are  light  and  majefty  ;  ''- 

His  glory  fnines  with  beams' fobiighf, 

No  rfiortarcanfuflain  the  fight. 
3  His  terrours  keep  the  world  in  awe^  - 

His  juftice  guards  his  holy  law. 

His  love  reveals  a  fmiling  face, 

His  truth  and'prdmife  f^^'ihe  graee^ 
g.  Thro'  all  hi^ 'works  his  wifdom  ftiir.x^V 

Ar)d  baglcs  S^^tan's  deep  deii'gns^ 


^(4  HY-MNSakd  B.^Ii 

His  pow'r  is  fov'reign  to  fulfil 
The  nobleft  counfels  of  Kis  will. 
4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  defcend 
To  be  my  father  and  my  friend  ? 
Then  let  my  fongs  with  angels  join  ; 
Heav'n  be  iccure  if  God  be  mine. 

i;)gmU  CLXIX.  .   Particular  Metre. 

1  "^  I  *HE   Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

X       His  throne  is  built  on'  hif^K  5 
~Thc  garments  he  aflumes, 
f       Are  light  and  majeily  j 
His  glories  fhine 

With  bi-ams  fo  bright^ 
No  mortal  eye 

Can  bear  the  fniit, 
3  The  thunders  of  bis  hand, 

'    Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe  i 
His  wrath  andjuftice  ftsnd 
To  guard  his  hcly  law  % 
And  where  his  love/ 

Refolves  to  blefs. 
His  truth  confirms 
And  feals  the  grace, 
J  Thro'.^all  his  ancient  works 
Surprifing  wifdom  fhines, 
Confounds  the  pow'r  of  hell, 
~And  breaks  their  curs'd  defignjj 
Strong  is  his  arm 
And  fliall  fulfil 
His  great  decrees, 
His  fov'reign  wiU. 
V  Andean  this  mighty  King 
"    '  Ql  glory  coiidcfgend  ? 


■ii.^^     SPIRITUAL  so^-GS,.:     eas 

And  ivill  he  write  his  name, 
■Mj  .Father  a :i d  my  fru ndj   ; 
I  love  Ills  nme, 
I  love  his  word  ; 


Join  ail  my  p 


ow  rt) 


And  pra if-  the  Lords 
IDgmn  CLXX,     Long  Metre, 

God  incomprchtnfMe  andjovgrtigrto 

i[^/.'^-AN  creatures,  to  perfc6tion,  find 
\^  Th'  eternal,  uncreated  mi-id  ? 
Or  can  the  largefl  ilretch  of  thought 
Meafure  and  icarch  his  nature  out  ? 

%  '  Fis  high  as  heaven  1  'tis  deep  as  heil^ 
And.  what  c-i a  mortals  knqW;  or  tell  ■? 
His  glory  fvrc^ds  beyond  the  &v, 
And  all  the  rhiciiig  worlds  on  high, 

g   But  man,  vain  man,  would  fiiin-be  wife^ 
Born,  like  a  wiM  young  colt,  he  flies 
Thro'.all  the  ft.ilies  of  his  m^'nd, 
Av'd  f  nells  and  f 'ufrs  the  empty  wind.]  ■ 

4  God  is  a  king  of  pow'r  unknoy/n, 
Firm  are  the  orders  of,  his  throns  i 
If  he  refolves  who  dare  oppofe, 
Oi"_a|k  him  why^  or  what  he  does,? 

^   He  wound*^.  the  heart,  and  m..kes  it  whole  % 
He  calms  the  tempeft  of  the  foul  ; 
When.hc  fhuts  up  in  long  defpair^ 
Who  can  rernove  the  heavy  bar? 

6  He  frowns  and  darkne-fs  veils  the  moon^.,.. 
The  fainting  fun  grows  dim  at  noon  i 
The  pillars  of  heav'n's  flariy  roof 
Tremble  and  ftart  at  his  reproof. 

'^   He  gave  the  vaulted  heaven  its  form^ 
The  crooked  ferp^Kt  «iid  the  wcima;^. 


,a6  HYMNS  A^:3    -  S.^Jil 

He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath, 
And  fmltes  the  Tons  of  pride  to  death, 
8  Thefe  are  a  portiop  of  his  ways  ; 
But  who  fnall  daredtfcribe  his  face  ? 
Who  can  endure  his  light?  orftahd 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 


■J5    OF    TU.%-    ^iCOKS    3  0C3r»' 


BOO  K     liL 


Ffq)are4  for  , the  Holy  Ordinance  of  the 


fi)pm  I.     Long  Metre. 

The  Lord's  f upper  infiituted,   .  i  Cor.  xl,.  23-5  &0, 

^   T^-W^S:  on  that  dark,  that  doteful  nighty 
jL     When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arofe 
Againd  the  Son  of  God*s  delight, 
And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes  ; 

2  Before. the  mcyrnful  fcen€  began, - 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blefs'd^  and  brake 
What  iove through  all  his'a6lions  tan  ! 
What  wond'rous  words  of  grace  he  fpake  J 

3  This  is  my  body  brGkefur  fm. 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  ? 

Then  took  the  cap'  and  blels'd  the  wine  | 
'Tzi  the  new  cov'nant  in  my  blood, 

4  [For  us  his  flefh  wiih  nails'  was  torn,.-. 
VL^  bore  the  fcourge,  ht  felt  the  thorn .| 
And  jiitciqe  pour'd  upon  his  head 

Its  heavy  vengeance  in  our  fcead, 

5  F'-r  'as  his  vital  blood  vvas  fpi't, 
To  buv  the  pardon  of  our  guilv, 

V-^  hen  for   black  crimes  of  biggell  li.^s  , 
He  gave  hisfoui  a  facjrifigej 


5SS  HYMNS  aj:d  '    B.  Ill, 

6  Do  this,  he  cry'd,  *iiU  time  Jfiall  ind. 
In  memory  of  your  dyin^  friend  :■ 
Meet  at  my  tabic,  and'rttord 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord, 

7  \  J^J'^^i  thy  fcafl  we  celebrate, 

We  fhew  thy  death,  we  fing  thy  name^ 
*Till  thou  return,  and  we  fhail  eat 
The  marriage  fupper  of  the  Lamb.] 

p^Wm  n.     Siicrf  Metre. 
fommunivn  loithChri^ft,  and  zoiih/aint^s,    i  Cor» 
X.  1 6,  17.' 
i[  'jTESUS  mvitGS  his  faints 

^  To  meet- around  his  board  ; 
Here  pardon'd  rebels  lit  and  hold 

Communion  with  their  Lord, 
fs  For  food  he  gives  his  flefh  ; 
He  bids  us  drink  his  blood.  : 
Amazing  favour  !  inatehlefs  grace 
Of  rfur  defcending  God: 

3  This  holy  bread  and  wine, 
Maintains  our  fainting  breath, 

By  ^nion  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  intereft  in  his  death, 

4  Our  heavenly  "Father  calls 
Chrift  and  his  members  one  ; 

We  the  young  children  of  his  love^ 
And  he  the  firft  born  Son, 

5  We  are  but  fev'ral  parts 
Of  the  fame  broken  bread  ; 

One  body  hnth  jts  fev'ral  limbs, 
But  Jefiis  IS  the  head, 

6  Let  all  our  pow'rs- be  joinMp 
His  glorious  name  to  raife  ; 

Hs^fwre  and  love  fill  ev'ry  mind^ 
And  cv'ry  voice  bs  praife. 


B.  -ill.        SPIRITUAL  'S0MG  So  511 

15pm  in.      Common  Metre, 

The  nezo  covenant  feakd, 
a  nr^HE  promife  of  my  Father's  love 
X       Shall  ftand  forever  good  : 
He  faid — ?.nd  gave  His  foul  to  denth. 
And  feal'd  the  grace  withbiood, 
2  To  this  dear  coy 'nanc  ©f  thy  word 
I  fet  3P.y  wortMefs  name  ; 
I  feal  th'  engagement  to  ray  Lord, 
And  make  mv  humble  claim. 
g-The  light,  and  ftrength,  and  pard'ain^  grace 
And  glory  fhall  be  mine  ; 
~  "My  life  and  fcul,  my  heart  and  fle-fe, 
And  all  my  pew'rs  are  ihine, 
d^  I  call fthat  legacy  my  ov.'-n, 

Which  J  ejus  ^16.  be<:7ueath  ; 
'Tvi^as  purchased  with  a  dying  groa^^ 
An4ratify'd  in  deatha 
5   Sweet  is  the  mem'ry  of  his  nam€ 
Who  blefs'd  us  in  his  will, 
And  to  his  teftament  of  love, 
/Made  his  own  life  the  feal, 

!^|>lUn  IV.      'Common  Metre. 

Chrijt's  dying  ioi'e  ;  or,  our  pardon  bought  at -& 

dear  price. 
1  "T  TOW  condcfcending and  how  kind 
XI     Was  God's  eternal  Son  ! 
Our  mis'ry  reach'd  his  heav'nly  mind. 
And  pity  brought  him  down.  ^ 
£  r  When  juftice.  by  our  fms  prov'bk'd^ 
Drew  forth  its  dreadful  fwnrd, 
He  gave  his  foul  up  to  the  fbroke^ 
'Without  a  mijfm'ri^g  wordo"]    . 


M. 


Sio  'HYMNS  AKB  E,  II! 

3  [He  fun.k  beneath  our  heavy  woes, 
To  raife  us- to  his  throne  : 
There's  ne'er  a  f>ift  his  hand  beftoifVS 
But  cofts  his  heart  r  v;roan.l 
^  This  was  companion  like  a  God, 
That  when  the'  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon'was  his  blood, 
His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

5  Now  though  he  reigns  exalted  higlij 
,   Hisioveis  (Hli  as  gi-eat : 

'  Wesi  he  remembers  Ca'x'ary, 
Nor  lets  his  Taints  forget. 

6  [Here  we-  behold  his  bowels  roll 

As  kind  as  when  he  dy'd, 
And  fe-.-  the  forrows  of  his  foul 

Jsleed  through  his  wounded  fide<J 
n   Here  we  receive  repe^ited  fcals 

Of  J  ejus'  dying  love  ; 
Hard  1^  the  wretch  that  never  feels 

One  fofr  rff'-ftion  move.] 
8   Here  let  our  hearts  begin  to  melt. 

While  we  hisder>th  record, 
And  with  our  joyfor  pardoji'd  gnilt> 

Mourn  that  we.pierc'd  the  Loid, 

fi)])mn  V.    Common     Metre. 

Chriji  ike  bread  of  life.     John  vi,  51,  3|j'35j 

I'T-.  ET  us  adore  th'  eternalword, 
X-J     *Tis  he  our  fouls  has  fed  : 
Thou  r'rc  the  living  ftream.  O  Lord, 
And  thou  th'  immortal  bread. 
2  [The  msHKa  came  from  IdAver  (kies, 
But,  jefus  from  above, 
Where  the  arefn  fprlngs  of  plcalure  I'ifc? 
And  livers  flow  with  love. 


£.  III.       SPIRITUAL   SOKGS.  541 

3  The  Jews,  the  fathers,  dy'd  at  laft. 

Who  ate  that  heav'iily  bread  ; 
But  thcfe  provifions  v/hich  ^^ve  tavtej 
Can  raife  us  from  the  dead. 

4  Bleil  be  the  Lord,  v/ho  gives  his  fiefr. 

To  nourj^fn  dying  men-;    . 
And  often  Spreads  his  table  frtCn, 

Left  we  fiiould  faint  again. 
-J  Our  fculs  fhalldrsw  their heav'niy  breaf'u 

While  Jefus  finds  fupplies ; 
Is'or.fhcilLour  graces  fmk  to  death. 

For    yefus  never  dies, 
-b  [Daily  our  mortal  flefli  decays, 

But  C/iz-i/Z  our  life  fnall  come  ; 
liis  unrefifted  power  {hull  raife 

Our  bodies  from  the  tomb. J 

ippmrt  Vr.      Long  Metre. 

Tht  memorial  of  cur  ahftnt  Lord.  John  xvi,  16, 

Luke  xxii.  19.     John  xiv.  3. 

1  TESUS  is  gone  above  the  fkies, 
^     Where  our  weak  fenfes  reach  him  not  ; 
And  carnal  objefts  court  our  eves^ 
To  thrufl  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

t  He  knows  what  wand'ri-ng  hearts  we  have. 
Apt  to  forget  hislovely  face  ; 
And  to  refrefli  our  minds  he  gave 
Thsfe  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

3  The  I,ord  of  life  this  table  fpread 
Wick  his  own  {lefii  and  dying  blood, 
We  on  the  rich  provifion  feed, 
And  tafte  the  v/ine.  and  blefs  our  God, 

id  Let  finful  fwcets  be  all  forgot, 
And  earth  grov/  lefs  in  our  efleem  ; 
X  X 


itf 


g4ft  HYMNS  AND  B.  IIL 

Chriji  and  hi&  love  fill  cv'ry  thought, 
And  faiih  and  hope  be  fixd  on  him. 

^  While  he  is  ablentfrom  our  fight, 
*Tis  to  prepare  our  fouls  a  place, 
That  we  may  live  in  heav'niy  light, 
And  dwell  forever  near  his  face. 

6  [Our  eyes  look  upward  to  the  hills 

Whence  our  returning  Lord  fhall  come  ; 
We  wait  thy  chariot's  awful  wheels. 
To  fetch  our  longing  fpirits  home, 

^pmn  VII.      Long  Metre. 

Crucifixion  to   the   xvorld  by  the  crofs  of  Chrijt* 
Gal.  vi.  14. 

%  "TTTHEN  I  furvev  the  wond'rous  crofs 
V  V     On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  dy'd, 

My  richeit  gain  I  count  but  lofs, 

And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride, 
S  Forbid  it  Lord  that  I  fhould  boaft, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Chrijt,  my  God  : 

All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  mo{tj  ' 

1  facrifice  them  to  his  blood. 
3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ! 

Did  e'er  fuch  love  and,  forrow  meet  ? 

Or  thorns  compofe  fo  rich  a  crown  ? 
A  [His  dying  crimfon,  like  a  robe, 

Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree  ; 

Then  am  I  dead  to  all  thegloUe, 

And  a^  the  globe  is  dead  to  me. 'J 
c  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  prefent  far  too  fmall  ; 

Love,  (o  amazing,  fo  divine, 

Demands  my  foul,  wiy  life,  my  alU 


B.  III.        SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  54^ 

|)J41in    VIII.      Common   MetPC. 

Tht  tret  of  life, 

j/^OME,  let  us  join  a  joyful  tune 
V^     To  our'CxaUed  Lord, 
Ye  faints  en  high  around  his  throne, 
And  we  around  his  board. 
2   While  once  upon  this  lower  ground-- 
Weary  and  faint, you  flood, 
What  dear  refrefhment  here  you  found; 
From  this  immortal  food  ! 
g  The  tree  of  life,  that  near  the  throne, 
Xn  heav'n's  high  garden  grows, 
Laden  with  grace,  bends  gently  down 
Its  ever  hiiiling  boughs. 
^  [Hov'ring  among  the  leaves,  there  {lands- 
The  fweet  cekftial  dove, 
And  JtfusQ-a  ihe  branches  hangs 
The  banner  of  his  lovcj 
g  I^^^Tis  a  young  hea^'-en  of  firange  deiightj. 
While  in  his  fhade  we  fit ; 
Ills  fruit  is  plealing  to  the  fight, 
And  to  the  taile  as  fweet. 
6  New  life  it  fpreads  through  dying  heart&i 
And  cheers  the  drooping  mind  ; 
Vigour  and  joy  the  juice  imparts. 
Without  a  fling  behind.] 
^1  Now  let  the  flaming  weapon  ftand, 
And  guard  all  Eden's  trees  : 
There's  ne'er  a  plant  in  all  that^land, 
Which  bears  fuch  fruit  as  thefe, 
^  Infinite  grace  our  fouls  adore, 

Whofe  wond'rous  hand  has  made 
This  living  branch  of  fov'reign  pow'^r,  ^ 
To  raife  aiid  heal  the  dead. 


54i  HYMNS  AND  B.  III. 

r^pmn  IX.      Short  Metre. 

Th;  Spirit,  the  water,  and  ths  blocd.    i  John  v.  'j* 

1  [  I*    ErT  all  our  tongues  be  one, 

i-^  To  praife  our  Gcd  on  high, 
\Vho  fiom-ii-is  bofom  ient  his  fon, 
Tof.;ich  us  ilrangers  nigh. 

2  Nor  let  our  voices  c^aii^ 

To  ling  the  Saviour's  name  ; 
j*ijn5  th'  ambaiTador  of  peace, 
lio-f^'  cheerfuily  he  came  1 

3  It  CO fl  him  cries  and  ten r?. 
To  bring  us  near  lo  God  : 

Great  %vas  our  debt,  and  he  appear?. 
To  make  the  payment  good,  j 
^  f  My.  Saviour's  pierced  lice 
Four'd  out  a  double  flood  ; 

-By  v/atcr  we  are  puiify'd, 

And  pardon'd  by  the.  blood. 

5  Infinite  v/as  ouv  guilt, 

But  he,  our  prieil,  atones;  , 

On  the  cold  ground  his  life  was  fpilt. 

And  otYcr'd  with  his  groans/j 

6  Look  up,  my  ibulj  to  him 
Whofe  death  was  thy  dcfert. 

And  humbly  viev/  ths  living  ilrcam    : 
Flow  from  his  breaking  heart. 

7  There,  on  the  curfed  ticc, 
In  dying  pangs  he  lie?, 

FulEIs  Wis,  Father's  grev^t  decree, 
And'all  our  want  fupplic?. 

8  Thus  the  Redeeir.er  came, 
By  water  and  by  blood. 

j^nd  when  the  Spirit  fpcc:ks  the  faine^ 
We  feel  his  vvitncfs  good. 


B,  IIL        SFlRITtJi^i;S0NGS.  gi^ 

g  ^¥hilc  the  eternal  Tkree 
Bear  their  record  above, 
Here  I  believe  he  dy'd  for  me. 

And  fsal'd  my  Saviour^s  love.. 
lo  [Lord,  cleanfe  my  foul  from  fioj 
Nor  let  thy  grace  depart;. 
Great  Comforter  1  abide  within, 
And  witnefs  to  my  heart.] 

|)|)mn  X.      Long  Metre.     - 

Chriji  CYucTJied  :   The  ndjdom  and  power  of  Qod^l 

NATURE -with  open  volume  flanas, 
To  fpread  her  Maker's  praiie  abroad  ; 
Andev'ry  labour  of  his  hand^, 
S'hews  fornething  worthy  of  a  God  : 

3:  But  in  the  grace  that  refcu'd  maa^ 
Hisbriphteft  form  of  glory  fhines, 
Here  on  the  crefs,  'tis  faij:eft  drawn 
In  precious  blood,  '^nd  crimfon  lines. 

3  [Here  his  v/hole  name  appears  complete  } 
Nor  wit  caa  guefs,  nor  leafgn  prove, 
Which  of  the  letters  beft  is  writ, 
The  pow^r,  the  wifdom,  or  the  love.] 

4.  Here  I  behold  his  inraefl  heart. 

Where  grace  and  vengeance  ftrangely  joiBj 
Piercing  his  Son  Mrith  iharpefi  fmart, 
To  make  the  purchas'd  pleafures  mine. 

5  O  !   the  f wee t  wonders  of  that  ercfs 
Where  God  the  Saviour  lov'd  and  dy'd  1 
Pier  nobleftlifej.my  fpirit  draws. 

From  his  dear  wounds,  and  bleeding  fide, 

6  1  would  for  ever  fpeak  his  r.sm^ 

in  founds  to  mortal  ears  unknown,      t^ 
With  angels  join  to  praife  the  Lamb, 
/ind  v/orlhip  at  h'ts  Fnthcr's  thr«ne, 
X   X..  2 


s>G  HYMNS    AND  B.  IH, 

J^pmU  XI.     Common  Metre. 

Pardon  brciigh.t  to  cur  Jtrjts, 
J  T    ORD,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are  I 
A— 4   How  heav'nty  is  the  place 
Where  J^Ju^  fpreads  the  facred  fcafl 
Of  his  redeeming  grace  ! 

2  There  the  rich  bounties  of  our  God, 

And  fweeteil  glories  fhine  ; 
There  Jtfus  fays  that  I  am  his, 
And  rny  beloved's  mine, 

3  Here  (fays  the  kind  redeeming  Lord, 

And  iliews  his  wounded  fuie) 
See  here  the  fpring  of  all  your  joys, 
That  open'd  when  I  dy'd  ! 

4  [He  rniiles,  and  cheers  my  mournfusl  heart, 

And  tells  of  all  his  pain  : 
All  this  (fays  he)  1  bore  for  thee, 
And  then  he  fmiles  again.] 
J  What  fliall  we  pay  our  heav'nly  King 
For  grace  fo  vafl  as  this  ? 
He  brings  our  pardon,  to  our  eyes, 
And  feals  it  with  a  kifs. 

5  [Let  fuch  amazing  loves  as  thefe 

Be  founded  all  abroad  ; 
Such  favours  are  beyond  degrees, 
And  worthy  of  a  God.] 
7   [To  him  who  wafn'd  us  in  his  blcod, 
Be  everlaillng  pj  aife^ 
Salvation,  honour,  giory,  pow'r, 
Eternal  as  his  days.) 

Ji}gmn  Xlf.      Long  Metre. 
Tht  gojpd  jtajl,     Luke  xiv.  i6,  &c-, 
:>  T  T  O W  rich  are  ihy  nroviiicn5,  Lcrd  ! 
n  Thy  table  furriHi'd  frcm  nbove, 


B.  111.        SPIRITUAL  SONGS,      / 

The  fruits  cf  lif^  o'eilprsad  the  board,. 
The  cup  o'erilows    with  heav'nly  love, 

3  Thiae  ancient  rainily  the  Jtws 
Were  firil  invited  lo  the  feall  : 
\Vs  humbly  take  what  they  refufe. 
And  Gentiles  thy  falvation  talle. 

3  We  are  the  poor,  the  Mmdj  the  lame, 
And  help  was  far,  and  death  was  nigh  I 
But  at  the  gpfpel  call  we  camCy 
And  ev'ry  want  received  fupply. 
From  the  highway  that  leads  to  hel], 


From  paths  of  darknefs  and  dei 


air 


.  Lord,  we  are  come  with  thee  to  d.-veu,: 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  prefence  here.] 

5  [What  fhall  v/e  pay  th'  eternal  iSen, 
Who  left  the  }ieav*n  of  his  abode. 
And  to  this  wretched  earth  came  dovrc. 
To  bring  us  wand'rers  back  to  God. 

6  It  cod  him  deatn  to  fave  our  lives 
To  buy  our  fouls  it  coxl  his  own  } 
And  all    the  -un^vnown  joys  he  give?, 
Were  bought  with  agcnies  unknovyn, 

>]  Our  eveil^ fling  love  is  dae 

To  him  that  ranfom'd  (inners  loft  ; 
And  pity'd  rebels,  Vv'hen  he  knev/ 
The  vaft  cxpenfe  his  love  would  cofh.] 
S^Pmn   XIII.      Common    Metre. 
Divine  love  making  a  J^ajt.  and  calling  in 

^itefis,     Luk'z  xiv.  .7,  2^,  23.    , 
1  TTOW  fweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 
XX   WiLh  Ckrijl  v/ithin  the  dccrs^ 
While  everlaituig  love  difplays 
The  choicePc  of  her  fibres  • 
^  Here  ev'rv  bov^el  of  our  God 
Wilh  fo>;  compslTioni  rolls  ; 


5i8  HYMNS   AN'j>  B;  III. 

Her^ peace  and  pardon  bought  with  blood,. 

is  food  for  dying  fouls. 
3  [While  all  cur  hearths,  and  all  our  fongs. 

Join  to  admire  the  feaft. 
Each  of  us  cry  with  thankful  tongues, 

*'  Loid,  why  was  I  agueft  ? 
4;  '*  Why  was  1  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

*•  And  enter  while  there's  room  ; 
*'  When  thoufands  m?.ke  a  wretched  choice, 

"  And  rather  ftarye  than  come  ?** 

5  *Twas  the  fame  love  which  fprcad  the  feadj 
•   That  fweetly  forc'd  us  in  ; 

Elfe  we  had  ftill  refus'd'to  ufte, 
And  perifh'din  our  fin. 

6  [Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God, 

Conftrain  the  earth  to  come  ;. 
Send  thy  viftorious  word  abroad, 
Andbring  the  ftrangers  home. 
<7  \Vc  long  to  fee  thy  churches  full, 
That  all  the  chofen  rsce 
May  with  one  voice,  one  heart,  one  folilj 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace.] 

I^pmn   XIV.     Long   Metre. 

Tke/ong  of  Simeon  :     Luke   ii,  28..   or.  a  fight 
af  Chrift  makes  death  eafy. 

NOW  have  ourheartJ>  err.brac'dour  God^ 
W^e  would  forget  all  earthly  charms, 

-    And  wifli  to  die  as  Simeon  wouli, 
"With  his  young  Saviour  in  his  arms. 

2  Our  lips  fhould  learn  th^.t  jovful  fong. 
Were  but  our  hearts  prepi;r'd  liVe  his  : 
*'  Our  fouls  ftill  v/aiting  to  be  gone, 
And  at  thy  word  depart  in  pec^ce. 
Yitre  we  have  feea  thy  face^  O  Lord, 

*  A-ndview'd  falvation  with  our  c^-c.&^ 


B.  in.         SPIRITUAL  SONG5. 

Tafled  and  felt  the  living  word, 
The  bread  dsfc  en  ding  from  the  ikies, 

4  Thou  haft  prepar'd  this  dying  Lamb, 
Plath  fe^t  his  bi(i>od  beicr:^  our  face, 
To  teach  the  terrors  of  thy  name. 
And  inesv  the  wonders  of  tiiy  grace»- 

-';   He  ic.-  our  light,  our  inonziv?  il^r 
Shriil  {li:n^  on  nations  yet  anknown  ; 
The  ghaiy  of  tiiine  i/rV/  here, 
Andjoy  of  fpirits  near  the  throne.'* 

|)pirai   XV.     CommoQ   Mstr^, 

Our  Lord  Jtjus  at  his  ozvn  tahif^ 

1  ''I  "^HE  meni'ry  of  ©ur  dyin?-*  Lord 

A        Awiikes  a  thEnkiui  tongue  ; 

.How  rich  he  fprei^d  hi^  /oy-^1  boarJy 

And  biefo'd  the  fjod  -nd  ilt^-^g, 

2  Happy  the  men  th^i:  .^t  ihis  bread, 

Bai  doubly  blefs^d  wp.s  he 
That  gentky  bow'd  his  loving  head. 
And  lean'd  it,  Lcrd,   on  thee. 

3  By  faith  the  h^cr-.z  dcliohta  -^ve  tafle. 

As  that  great  favkite  did, 
And  fit  and  lean  on  Jef'iif  brealT:, 
,And  tiike  the  hcav'nly  bread. 

4  Down  from  ihQ  palace  of  the  Ikies^ 

Hither  the  king  defcends  ; 
Conie  mv  beloved,  eat  (he  cries) 
And  diink  falvation,  friends, 

5  My  llcih  is  food  and  phyfick  toOj 

A  balm  for  all  your  pains  : 
And  the  red  ftreams  of  pardon  flov/ 
From  thefe  my  pierced  veins.'* 
^   Hofanna  to  bis  bounteous  love, 
For  fuch  a  f call  belov/  1' 


550  HYMNS  and'  B,  III. 

And  yet  he  feeds  his  faints  above 

With  nobler  bleflings  too. 
f   [Coin.»,  th;e.  dear  day.  the  glcVious  hour, 

That  brings  our  fouls  to  reft  : 
Then  we  fh?!!  need  ihefe  types  no  more. 

But  dwell  at  th'heav'niy  feaft.] 

*g)gmn   XVI.      Common   Metre. 

The  agonies  of  Chrijt. 

t   "^T^^'^'^  ^^^  our  pans  be  z\\  forgot, 
J.^      Our  hearts  no  more  repine  ! 
Our  fufterings  are  not  wonh  a  thought,. 
Lord^  when  compared  with  thine. 

2  In  lively  figures  here  we  fee 

The  bleeding  I'rince  of  Love ; 
Each  of  us  hope  he  dy'd  for  me, 
And  then  our  griefs  remove." 

3  [Our  humble  fahhhere  takes  her  rifcv 

While  fitting  round  his  board  ^ 
And  back  to  Calvary  fhe  flies. 
'    To  view  her  groaning   Loid. 

4  His  foul,  what  agopies  it  felt 

When  his  own  God  withdrev^'-  ;    . 
And  the  large  load  of  all  our  guilt 
Lay  heavy  en  him  too. 
g   But  the  divinity  within 
Supprorted  him  to  bear  ; 
Dying,  he  conquer'd  hell  and  (rn, 
And  made  his  triumph  there. 
6  Grace,  wifdom,  juftice,  join'd  and-  wrought 
The  wonders  of  that  dav  .\ 
No  mortal  tongue  nor  mortal  thought 
Can  equal  thanks  repav. 
q  Out  hymns  fhould  found  like  thofe  abovCj 
Could  we  our  voiees-raife  ; 


B.  in.      SPIRITUAL    SONGS,  ^i 

Ye  I,  Lord,  our  hearts  fiiall  all  be  love. 
And  all  our  lives  be  praifs. 

l^^mn  XVII.   Short   Metre, 

Thejlejh  and  blood  of  Qkriji, 

1  TX  Tfi  ^i-'g  ih' amazing  deeds 

V  V       That  grace  divine  performs  ; 
Th' eternal  Goa  comes  down  and  bleeds 
To  nour.ih  d)  iig  w©ims. 

2  This  foul  reviving  wine, 
Dear  Saviour  'tis^  thy  blood  ; 

We  thank  that  facred  flefh  of  thine. 
For  this  immortal  food. 

3  The  banquet  that  we  eat 

Is  made  of  heav'nly  things  ; 
Earth  hath  no  dainties  half  fo  fweet 
As  our  Redeemer  brings. 

4  In  vain  had  Adam  fought, 
And  fearch'd  his  garden  round. 

For  there  was  no  fuch  bleifed  fruit 
In  all  the  happy  ground* 

5  Th'  angelic  hoft  above 
Can  never  taftc  this  food." 

They  feaft  upon  their  Maker's  leve, 
But  not  a  Saviour's  blood. 

6  On  us  th*  almighty  Lord 
Beflows  his  maichlefs  grace  :: 

And  meets  u5  with  fome  cheering  word, 
With  pleafure  in  his  face. 

7  Come,  all  ye  drooping  faints ; 
And  banquet  with  the  King; 

This  wine  will  drown  your  fad  complaints. 
And  tune  \our  voice  to  irng. 
:8  SiiJvation  to  the  name 
Of  our  adored  Chrifi  ; 


552  HYMN9    AND  B.  III. 

Thvough  this  wide  ^arth  bis  grace  proclaini, 
His  gloi y  in  the  high''ft, 

fypmU  XVm.    Long  Metve. 

The  fame, 

1  TESUS  !  we  bow  before  thy  fezt  I 
J    Thy  table  is  divinely  ilor-d ! 
Thy  facred  flefh  our  fouls  have  ate. 

'Tis  living  bread' — we  thank  thee.  Lord ! 

2  And  here  wi   drink  our  Saviour's  blood 
We  thank'thee,  Lord?  'tis  gen'rous  wine, 
Mingled  with  love  the  fountain  flov/'d 
From  that  dear  bleeding  heart  of  thine. 

2  On  earth  is  no  fuch  fwcctnefs  found, 

For  the  Lamb's  flefh  is  hoav'nly  food; 

In  vain  we  fearch  the  globe  around 

For  bread  fo  fine,  or  wine  fo  good. 
4  Carnal  provifions  can  at  bed, 

But  cheer  the  heart  and  warm  the  head ; 

But  the  rich  cord'al  that  we  tafte, 

Gives  life  eternal  to  the  dead. 
^  Joy  to  the  ?vl after  of  the  feaft ; 

His  naiae  oui  fouls  forever  blefs  ; 

To  God  the  King,  and  God  tkc.Pricfl. 

A  loud  hofanna  round  the  place. 

fP|>mn  XIX.      Long  Metre, 

Glory   in  ihc  Crofs, 

1  A    T  thy  command,  our  dcarefl  Lord, 
XJL   Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feaft  : 
Thy  b'ood.  like  wine,  adorns  thy  board. 
And  thy  own  fiefh  feeds  ev'iy  gueft. 

2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 
And  truftc  for  \\u  in  one  that  dy'd  ; 
We  hope  for  hcav'nly  crowns  above, 
From  a  Redeemer  crucify'd. 


B,  III,  .     SPIRITUAI,  SO^GS,  553 

.3  Let  the  ,v^ain  ^orld  proapuiice  it  fliamc,    - 
And  fling  their  fcandal 5  on  the  caufe  ; 
We  come  to  boaft  our  Saviour's  name,  *- 

And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  crofs. 
4  With  joy  we  tell  the  fcofiing  a^e. 
He  who  was  dead  has  left  his  t\>nib  ; 
He  lives  ab^ove  their  utmoft  rage,  '     . 
And  we  are  waiting  *tili  he  come; 
i£)ginH  XX.      Gommori  Metre , 
The  pfov-ift^ns for  the  table  of  tlu.  Lord, 
1   T    ORD,  we  adore  thy  bounteous  hand, 
i  J     And  fing  the  folemn  f^ad, 
Where  fweet  celeflial  dainties  ftaftd, 
For  ev'ry  willing  gueft. 
£2  The  tree  of  life  adorns  the  board  * 

With  rich  immortal  fruit  ; 
And  ne'er  an  angry  flaming  fword 
Tq  guard  the  pafl'age  tb*t. 
-3  The  cup  Hands  erown'd  with  living  juice. 
The  fountain  flows  above,  ,. 

And  riins 'dawn 'ftreaming  for  our  ufe,. 
In  rivulets  of  love.] 

4  The  food'i  prepar'd  by  heav'nlv  aTt;; 

The  pleasure's  well  re fin'd  ; 
They  ipread  new  life  through  ev*ry  heartg 
And  cheer  the  drooping  mind. 

5  Shout  and  proclaim  the  Saviour's  love, 

Ye  faints,  wh6  take  his  wine  ; 
Join  with  your  kindred  faints  above  ; 
*•  In  loud  Hofannas  join. 
^pnnt  XXI.     Common  Metre. 
The  triwmpk  fcajl  for  Chrifi's  ^iG&i^yt^vir  firit 

'      .  death,  and  helL         ^r[.  ■   '■ 
I  /^  OME,  let  us  lift  our  voices  Hig^,'  - 
K^     High  as  our  joy«  arifcj  ; 

^      Y  X 


554  HYMNS  /^n.  B.  Ill, 

And  join  the  fongs  above  th«  ikv, 
Where  pkafurc  never  dies* 
i  Jefus,  the  Godi.who  fought  a lod  hlcd^ 
And  conquer'd  when  he  fell, 
Who  rofe,  and  at  his  chariot  wheels, 
Dr^ggfd  bU  theipow'r&of  hell. 
Z  J^f"S,  the  God,  invites  us  here. 

To  thi^  triumphal  feaft  ; 
And  brings  iTnmortal  bleffings  4oWR 

For  his  redeemed  guefl. 
5  The  Lord  \  how  glorious  is  his  face  ? 
How  kind  his  fmilcs  appear  ! 
And,  oh,  what  melting  words^  he  Tays 
To  ev'ry  humble  ear. 

5  ''  For  you,  the  children  of  my  love, 

It  was  for  you  1  dy'd  ; 
Behold  my  hands,  behold  my  feet, 
And  look  into  my  fvde» 

6  Thefe  aT^  the  wounds  for  you  1  bore, 

The  tokens  p£  my  paine, 
When  I  come  down  to  free.y.oi^r.fouls 
From  mifery  and  chains.  ,    .   ' 
>j  Juftice  unfheath'd  its  fiery  fwqrd,       - 
And  plung'd- it  in  my. heart. ; 
Infinite  pang*  for  you  1  bore, 
And  mo  ft  tormenting  fmar.t. 

8  WhenheU,  and  all  its  fpitefu!  pow'rs, 

Stood  dreadful  in  my  way. 
To  refcue  thofe  dear  livesj  pi  yjouxh 
I  gave    my  own.  away. 

9  But  while  I  bled,  and  groan'd,  and  dy^d, 

I  rUin'd  Satan's  throne  ; 
High  on  my  crofs  I  liung,  and  fpy'd 
The  xnonfter  tumbling  down. 

10  Now^you  mull  triumph  at  my,  fcaft, 

And  taftc  my  fleih,  my  bloody 


B.  HI.        SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  §55 

And  live  ttetnal  siges  Wefi'dj 
For  *tis  immortal  food." 
11  Viftorious  Godi  what  can  we  pay 
For  favours  fo  divine  ? 
We  would  devote  our  hearts  away 
To  he  forever  thine. 
3  2  We  give  thee.  Lord,  our  highell  pratf§^. 
The  tributesof  our  tongues — 
Bur  themes  fo  infinite  as  thefe 

Exceed  our  nobleft  fongs, 
'    t:i^m\X  XXII.      Long  Metre. 
Ike  compajjion  of  a  dying  Chrijt^ 
1   /^UR  fpirits  join  £*adore  the  Lord. 
V>^  Oh, that  our  feeble  lips  could  move 
In  {trains  immortal  as  'his  name. 
And  melting  as  his  dying  lov'e  l 
s  Was  ever  equal  pity  foiittd  ? 

The  prince  of  heav'n  i^efigns  kis  "breath, 
And  pours  his  life  out  oh  thegroutid, 
To  ranfom  guilty  worms  from  death. 

3  [Rebels,  we  broke  Our  Maker's  laws  f    '    • 
He  from  the  threatnings  fets  us  free, 
Bore  the  full  vengeance  on  his  cj?of8 

And  nail'd  the  cuifesto  the  tree.  J 

4  [The  law  proclaims  no  terror  now, 
And  Sinai's  thunder  roars  no  more  ; 
From  ail  his  wounds  new  bleffmgs  floW; 
A  fea  of  joy  without  a  Ihore. 

5  Here  we  have  wafh'd  our  dcepeft  ftains, 
Andheal'd  our  wounds  v/ilhhiiav'nly  blood  ; 
Blels'd  fountain!  fpringing  from  the  veins 
Of  ytjus  our  incarnate  God.]] 

6  In  vein  our  mortal  voices  ftrive 
To  fpeak  coirvpaffion  fo  divine  : 
Had  v/c  a  thoufand  lives  to  give, 

A  ihoufand.lives  ihowld  ail  fee  thine. 


,o  HYMNS  AND  ,  Bi  III, 

^ptlHt   XXHI.     Common  Metre* 

Grace  and  Glory  by  the  death  of  Ckrxjl^ 
3  [QITTIN'G- around  our  Father's  boards    ' 
i3  V/e  raiCe  our  tuneful  breath  ; 
Our  fvdth  beholds  her  dying  Lord, 
And  dooms  our  fins  to  death. 

2  We  fee  the  blood  of  J^fus  fhed, 

Whence  all  o€ir  pardons  rife  ;. 
The  iinner  views  th'  atonement  m<>de,  ^ 
And  loves  the  facrifice*  '  -  ' — 

3  Thy  cruel  thorns,  thy  fhameful  crofs, 

Procure  us  heav'nly  crowns  : 
Our  higheft  gain  fprings  from  thy  lofs'v 
Our  healing  from  thy  wounds. 
4,  Oh  !  'tis  impofliblc  that  we, 
Who  dwell  in, feebl«  clay, 
Should  equ&lfuff 'rings  bare  for  thee, 
Or  equal  thank  §  r.ep^y. 
!&J?mn  XXIV.      Common  Metre. 
P&rdon  and  Strength  from  Chrifl. 

1  Tj^ATHER,  we  v/ait  to  feel  thy  grace, 
J.     To  fee  thy  glory  fnine; 

The  Lord  with  his  own  table  blefs, 
And  make  thefeail  divine. 

2  We  touch,  we  tafle  the-  heav'nly  breath,   . 

We  drink  the   facred  cup  ; 
With  outward  forms  our  fenfe  is  fed, 

Oarfi/uls  rGjoicein  hope. 
p.  We  flisU  appear  before  the  throne 

Of  oTJi  forgiving  GoD, 
Dreff 'd  in  the  garments  of  his  Son, 

Andfprinkled  witbhis  blood. 
\  We  (kail  be  ilrono:  to  run  the  race. 

And  clitnb  the  uppef  fky  ; 
ChriH  will  provide  our  fouls  with  grace, 

lie  bought  a  large  fjpply* 


B.  Ill,        S?miTUAL  SGNGS.  ^5? 

rj  [Let  us  indulge  a  cheerful  frame, 
For  joy  becomes  a  feaft  ! 
We  love  the  mem'iry  of  his  name, 
More  than  the  wine  we  tafte.) 

i^gUW!   XXV.    Common  Metre, 
DivintgiorUs  and  graces^ 
xTTOW  are  thy  glories  here  dif|)lay*d, 
XjL  Great  God  Ihow  bright  they  Ihine  t 
While  at  thy  W^rd  we  break  the  b^ead* 
And  pour  the  tldwitig  wine  ! 
«  Here  thy  reyehgihg  juftice  ftands. 
And  pleads  its  di'eadfial  eaufe  > 
Here  favins  mer^y  f|>readi  herhanda 
Like  jfepLS  xm  the  crols. 
£  Thy  faints  attend  with  cv^ry  grate    ^ 
On  this  great  wcrifice^ 
And  love  appears  with  cheerful  face^ 
And  faith  with  fijted  eyes, 
^  Our  hope  in  waiting  p<>ftur«  fits. 
To  heaven  directs  her  fight ; 
Here  cv'fy  warfntr  paffioa  nicets^ 
Ajid  warmer  ^ow'f-i  unite. 

5  Zeal  and  revenge  perfgrm  their  part^ 

And  rifmg  fm  ^ftioy  '^ 
Repentance  comes  with  aching  hearty 
Yet  fio4  forbids  the  joy. 

6  Dear  Saviour  change  our  faith  to  fight  j 

Let  fin  for  ever  die  ; 
Then  fljall  our  fouls  be  all  dcli^ht^ 
And  cv'ry  tear  be  dry. 


55^  HYMNS  AN'i,  B.  IIL 

To     THE      EVER-BLESSED     TRIN'ITY.      G  O  I> 

THE  FATHER,  SON,  and  SPIRIT. 

XXVI.       1/  Long  Metre. 

1  T3  LESS'd  be  iKe  Father  and  his  l<5ve, 
JD  To  whofe  cele  filial  fource  we  owe 

Rivers  of  endlef^  joy  above, 
.     And  rills  of  comfort  here  below. 
B  Glory  to  thee,  great  Son  of  God. 

From  whofe  dear  wounded  body  rolls 

A  precious' ftrcam  of  vital  blood, 

Pardon  and  life  for  dying  fouls, 

3  We  give  thee,  facred  Spirit  praife. 
Who  in  our  hearts  of  fin  and  woe, 
Makes  living  fprings  of  grace  arife. 
And  into  boundlefs  glory  flow. 

4  Thus  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit  we  adore, 
That  feaof  life  and  love  unknown,  - 
Without  a  bottom  or  a  Ihore, 

^pmn  XXVII       ij  Common  IVfetre. 
3   /S  LORY  to  God  the  Father's n-^mc, 
V-T.    Who  from  our  fmful  race, 
Chofe  out  hi*  favVitesto  proclaim. 
•  The  honours  of  his  grace. 

2  Glory  to  God  the  Son  be  paid, 

.  '    :' Who  dwelt  in' humble  clay,  • 

And  to  redeem  us  from  the  dead,. 
Qrdvt  his  own  life  away. 

3  Glory  to  God' the -Spirit  give, 

From  whofe  almighty  pow'r. 
Our  fou^s  their  hcay'niy  birth  dcrive,. 
And  blefs  the  happy  hour. 


B.  III.        S1?IRITUAL  SONGS.         -559. 

4  Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above, 
Th'  eternal  Three  in  One, 
Who  by  the  wonders  of  his  love'^ 
Has  made  his  rrature  known. 

XXVar.     Short  Metre. 
1 T    ET  God  the  Father  live     f 
JLj  For  ever  on  our  tongues  j 
pinners  from  hisErft  love  derive 
The  ground  of  all  their  fon^s, 
2  Ye  faints  employ  your  breath, 
in  honour  to  the  Con, 
Who  bought  your  fouls  from  hell  anddeath^ 
By  off'ring  up  his  own. 
2    Give  to  the  Spirit  praife 
Of  an  immortal  ftrain, 
Whofc  light  and  pow'r,  and  grace  conveyS- 
Salvation  down  to  men. 
4  While  God  the  Comforter,, 
Reveals  our  pardon'd  fm,  . 
O  iM3y  the  blood  ?nd  water  bear 

The  fame  record  within. 
"5  To  the  great  One  in  Three, 

That  leal  this  grreein  he-^v'nj 
The  Father,  Son,  and  bpiritbc 
Eternal  glorv  giv'n. 

XXIX.  '  2^-  Long  Metre, 
t   /^LORY  to  God  the- Trinity,  ■ 

xlT  M^hofe  TYsms  has  myfteries  unknown's:. 
In  efTenee  One.  in  perfons  Three; 
^A  focial  naturCj  yet  alone, 
a  When-ali  our  noble  ft  powers  are  joined. 
The  honours  of  thy  name  to  rsfe  j, 
*' -  Thy  glories  over-match  our  mind,     .; 
And  angels  faint  beneath  thy  pffcijCe^ 


5<e  HYMNS  AKi^  B.  lU. 

XXX,     2^/ Colnmon  Metrc 
4  THHE  God  of  mercy  bj?  ador'd. 
X     Who  calls  our  fouls  from  death, 
Whofavci  by  his  rcdttihing  zcOfd, 

And  new  creating  breath. 
2  To  praife  the  Father  afid  the  Soil, 

And  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  One  in  fhree,  and  Three  in  One^ 
Let  faints  and  an  gel  s  join. 

XXXI       2i  Short  Metre. 
1 T    E  r  God  the  Maker's  name^ 
-I  J     Have  honour,  iovc,  and  fear  t 
To  God  the  Saviour  pay  the  fame. 
And  God  the  Comforter. 
2  Father  of  lights  above, 
Thy  merey  we  adore, 
"Bhe  Son  of  thy  et^rrial  love, 
And  Spirit  of  thy  |io\v*r, 
XXXII.    id  Long   Utttt. 

TO  G'-.d  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honour,  praife,  and  glory  giv*n, 
By  all  on  earth,  andall  inheav'n. 
XXXIIL     Or  thus. 

ALL  glory  to  thy  wond*rous  name^ 
Father  of  mercy,  God  of  iovc  \ 
Thus  we  cstalt  the  Lord,  the  L^inl>, 
And  thus  w .  praife  the  he»'V*nly  Dove. 
XXXIV.     31/ Common  Metre* 

NOW  let  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  adt  r'd. 
Where  there  ane  works  to  make  him  ki>awn| 
Or  faints  to  love  the  Loid. 


B,  III.         SPIRITlTAi:  SONGS.  561 

XXXV.  Or  thus. 

HONOUPv  to  the  almighty  ThrcCj 
And  e  v'erlsiltng  One  ; 
All  glory  to  the  Fkiiier  be, 
The  Spirit  and  the  Son« 

XXXVL      3^  Short  Metre. 

YE  angeis  round  the  throne 
And  faints  who  dwell  below, 
Worfhip  the  Father,  love  the  SgHj 
And  blfifs  the  fpirit  "too. 
XXXVII.    Or  thus. 

GIVE  to  the  Father  praife, 
Give  glory-to  the  Son^-  . 
A.nd  to  the  .Spirit  of  his  grace  • 

Be  equal  honour  done, 
XXXVIil.  ;i/Partiaikr  Metre. 
A  long  of  p rap  fe. to  the  blelTed  Trini-ty, 
iT  GIVE  irsmortal  praife 
JL  To  God  the  Father's  love. 
For  all  my  comforts  here, 
And  better  hopes  above  : 
He  fent  his  own 
Eternal  Son, 
To  die  for  fins 
Which  man  had  done. 
5  To  God  the  Sen  belongs 
Immortal  glory  too, 
"Who  bought  us  with  his  blood 
From  evcrlafting  woe  : 
And  now  he  lives, 
And  now  he  reigns, 
And  fees  the  fruit 
Of  ail  his  pains. 
3  To  God  the  Spirit's  name^ 
Immortal  worfnip  g,ive, 


563  «YMNS  A^a  B.  III. 

Whofc  new  creating  ppw'r 
Makes  the  dead  finner  live  : 

His  work  completes 

The  threat  defign, 

And  SUs  the  foul 

With  joy  divine, 
4  Almighty  God  I  to  thee 
Be  endlefs  honour  done. 
The  undivided  Three, 
And  the  myfterious  one  : 

Where  realbn  fails 

M^iihall  herpt)v/*r5j 

There  faith  prevails, 

And  love  adores. 
XXXrX.   2i  Particular  Metre, 
i^'^O  him  xvho  chofe  us  firft, 
A      Before  the  world  begati  j 
To  him  who  bore  the  curfe. 
To  fave  rebellious  man  : 

To  him  who  forms 

Our  hearts  anew, 

Is  endkfs  praifc 

And  glory  due. 
a  The  Father's  love  fhall  run 
Through  our  immortal  fongs  : 
We  bring  to  God  the  Son, 
Hofunnas  on  our  tongues. 

Our  lips  add  re  is 

The  Spirit's  name, 

With  e<jual  praiie, 

And  zeai  the  fame. 
3  hft  ev'ry  faint  above, 

And  angel  round  the  throne. 
Forever  bkfs  and  love 
The  fa c red  Three  in  One  : 


B.  III.        SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  565 

Thus, EeafY'n:  (hall  raife; 
His  honours  high, 
When,  cart n  2.nd  time 
Grow  old  and  die. 
XL.      3^/^  Particular  Metre.  t 

TO  God  the- Father's  throne, 
Perpttual  honours  rii^i  y 
Glory  to  God  th«^  Son, 
To  Godthe  vSfpirit  praife  : 
And  while  our  lips 
Their  t),i;bute  bring, 
Our  faith  adcircs 
The  nnrne  we  ftng, 
XLL      Or  thus. 

TO  our  eternal  God; 
The  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spii^italV  divine, 
Three  myftetiesHn  one, 
Salvation, 'pow'r, 
And  praife  be  giv'n, 
By,all  on  earth, 
And  all  in  heav'n. 

>*XLII      Long  Metre. 

The  HOSANNA;    or.  Salvation  afcribcd 
to  Christ. 

i   TJOSANNA  toKiiiji)atn'^'s  Son, 
XTL  Who  reigns  on  a  hiperiour  throne  ^ 
We  blefs  the  Prince  «f  heavVdy  birtkj 
Who  brings  faVvation  down  to  earth. 

2  Let  ev'ry  nation,  ev*ry  age, 
In  this  delightful  work  engage  : 
Old  men  and  babes  in  Zioniw.g 
The  growing  glories  of  her  King, 


5^  ,;  HYMNS' a:.-:  B,^1II/ 

XLllIv    Common  Metre." 

1  T  TOSANNA  to  the  Prince  ©f  grfece, 
JTL     Sion,  beholci  thy  Kin-g  • 
Proclaim  the  Sen  of  Davidls  r^cc, 

'?      And  teac^theba,-bes  toTiij^. 
a  Hofanna  to  t^'ancarnate  ^Vprd, 
Who  ircfA  thq  Father  cajne  ; 
Afcribe  lalvation  to  the  Lord, 
With  bleffiiagson  his  name.' 

xllV.     Short   Metre. 
3    TLJOSANNAlo  the  Sou,' 

jn  Of  David  and  of  God,  •  -' 

Who  brought  the  news  of  pardon  ^own, 
And  bought  it;>vith  his.  blood, 

2  To  Clirijl  th'  anoined  King 

Be  endlefe  blelTmgs  giv'n^: 
Let  the  whole,  earth  his  glo^  fing, 

Who  made  our. peace  withhcav'n,... 
XLV,    Particular  Metre 
I   T  TOSANNA  tothe  King 
XJL  Of  David's  ancient  blood, 
Behold  he  comes  to  bring 
Forgiving  grace  from  God  : 
Let  old  ^nd  young  '  ' 

Attend  his  way, 
And  at  his. feet. 
Their  honours  lay, 
t  Glory  to  God  on  high. 

Salvation  to  the  Lamb  ;  / 

Let  earth,  and  fea,  and  fky  .   ' 

His  wond'rous  loyc  proclaim  i 
Upon  his  head    • 

Sliall  honours  reft, 
And  ev'ry  age 

Pronp^ncc  him  .blcft. 


:A  TABLE  to  find  any  HymK, 


-or  part  of  a  Hymn,  by  the  firft  Line  of  it» 

Note^     The  Letters  a,  b,  g,  denote  the  Firft^ 

■  Second,  and  Third  Book  ;  the -Figures  dirf^ 

totheH^^M.v.  B.  H. 

ADORE  ayid  tremble,  for  our  God  'a 

Alas^  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  h 

All  mortal  vanities  be  gone      ,  a 
■And 'are  we  wretches  yet  alive                 •      'b 

And  mujh  this  body  die  h 

And  now  the  fc ales  have  lejt  my  eye;  b 

Arife,  my  foulf  my  joyful  powWs  h 

At  thy  command,  our  dearefl  Lord  c 

Attend,  while  God's  exalted  Son  b 

Awake  my  heart,  arife  my  tongue  -a 

Awake,  eur  fouls,  away  our  fears  a 

Away  from  tv'ry  mortal  care  -b 

jD  iCKWARD ■rtnt-h  humble fha^dewehek  a 
Begin,  my  tong-ste,fome  heavenly  theme  b 

Behold  ho-of  [inner s  dif agree  -a 

Behold  the  blijid  their  fght  receive  'b 

Beheld  the  glories  of  the  Lamb  z. 

Behold  the  grace  appears  -a 

Behold  the  plotter  und  t-hexlay  -:a 

Behold  the  roft  df  Sharon  here  a 

-Behold  the  woman's p^erdis'd feed  'h 

Behold  the  wretch  whofeluf  and  wine  a. 

Behold  what  ztK>nd'rous  grace  a 

Blejr! 'd  are  the  h um hit  fou Is  w ko  fee  ^ a 

Blefs'd  be  the  fverlaftng  God            ■  a 

Blcfs'd  be  the  Father  and  his  lovs  -c 

■Mlg.^'d  is  the  man  whcf,  caiUious  feet  ? 
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.  BUfs^d  zaiih  the  joys  lof  innocence 

.JBlosd  has  avoicc  to  pierce  the  fi.ie.s 

..■Bright  King  oj glory ^  dreadful  God 
Bro%d  is  the  road  which  leads  to  death 

,  Bury^ d  in  Jhadows  of  the  night 
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V^AN  creatures  to  perficiionJ,nd 

•■ '       Chrijl  and  his  crejs  is  all  our  themt 
Come^  all  harmonious  tongues 

-  ComCy  dearejl  Lord,  defcend  and  dtoell 
Ccme,  happy  foul,  approach  your  Gfid 
Come  hither^  all  ye  weary  fouls 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dtvc 
Come,  let  us  join  a  joyful  tune 
Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  fengs 
Come  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 
Comiy  let  us  lift  our  voices  high 

~  Come,  we  who  love  the  Lord 

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•         Dear  Lord,  behold  our  fore  dijtrefs 
iDeareit  of  all  the  names  above 
Death  cannot  make  our  fouls  afraid 
Death  maf  dijfolve  my  body  nom 
Death  I  'tis  a  melancholy  day 
t)eceiv^d  by  fuhtU  Jnares  of  heU 
Deep  in  the  dujl  before  thy  throne 
Dejcend  from  hsav'n^  immortal  Doik 
Do  we  nat  know  that  f»lemn  n'ord 
Down  he(idlongfrcm  their  native  Jkits 
K^resd  99v'nign^  itt  vty  e^'ningj  »?rj 


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flENTJLES  by  nature^  we  belong  a 

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Glory  to  God  the  Trinity  e 

Glory  to  God  who  walks  the  Jky  b 

Glory  to  God  the  Father'^  nams  c 

God  is  a  Spirit  jufi  and  wife  a 

God  of  the'rnorning,  at  whofe  voice  a 

God  ofthefeas'^  thy  thund'ring  voice  b 

God  I  ih6  eternal,  awful  name  b 

God,  zbko  in  vari&us  methods  told  a 

Qo  preach  my  goJpeL  faith  the  Lord  a 

Go  worfhip  at  in\m-dau.eVs  feet  a 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou  b 

Great  God,  J  own  thy  frdtnce  ]vf,  a 

Great  God^  thy  glory jJiaU  tvipioy  b 

Grzj.t  God,  to  what  a  glories  us  height  b 

Great  'i\:^  ig  of  glory  and  cf  grace  b 

Qcm:  ;c*i.  ihc  daj^  the  joy  .%uiis  great  b 


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tJ^^D  I  the  tonguts  c/Greeks  and  Jews 

Happy  the  church,  thou/acred,  place 
Md'bpy  the  heart  whtre  graces  reign 
Hark  !  from  the  tombs  a  doUJul found 
Hark  !  the  Redeemer  from  on  high 
Hear  zohat  the  veice  frcin  heav'n proclaims 
Hence  from  my  foul  fad  thoughts  begone 
Here  at  thy  crofs.  my  dying  God 
High  as  the  heav'ns  abcvt  the  gronnJ, 
High  on  a  hi  LI  cf  dazzling  light 
Mofanna^  i^Co  -  -  •. 

Mofanna  to  eur  conquering  King 
Hofann&  to  the  ptiyice  of  light 
Hvfanna  to  the  royal  Son 
Jtlofanna  unth  a  cheerful  found 
IIoio  arg  thy  gl&ries  here  difplay*d 
Hozv  beauteous  oje  their fett 
Hozo  oa7i  Lfivh  unihfiich  a  pr&p 
How  condefcmdirtg  and  how  kind 
How  full  of  anguifli  is  the  thought 
Hozo  heavy  is  the  nipjit 
Hvee  honourable  is  the  placs 
Hew  large  tkt  piomife^  hew  divine 
Hozv  eft  have  fin  and  Satan  fir ove 
How  rich  are  thy  prcvifions.  Lord 
Mozafad  our  fiat e  by  nature  is  _ 
Hozo  f  I  all  1  praife  th*  eternal  God 
Hoiofhort  and  hafiy  is  our  life 
Howfhould  the  fens  of  Acbm'j  race 
Ho  t^  frong  thine  arm  is,  mighty  God 
Mf'^f'z-je£t  and  awful  is  the  place 


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J  CANNO  T  bear  t him  abfcncc,  L ord  b 
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J(kovahfpCAks-,  let  Ifr'^1  hear  a 

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Jefus,-  with  all  thy  faints  above    '  h 

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In  thine  o-c^n  ways,' 0  God  of  lov€   '  a 

In  vain  the  wealt!zy'~mortals  toil  '■  a 

In  vain  we  lavifi  out  our  live^  a 

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jfoin  all  the  glorious  namt^               .  a 

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Z,ct  tv'ry  mortal  ear  attend 
Let  God  the  Father  live 
Let  God  the  Maker's  name 
Let  him  embrace  my  foul  and  provz 
Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  fay 
Let  mortal  tongues  ati'ivipt  to  fing 
Let  others  boaft  how  jirong  they  be 
Let  Fharifees  of  high  efieem 
Let  the  old  Heathens  tune  their  fongs 
Let  thejev'nth  angel  found  on  high 
Let  the  whole,  race  of  creatures  lie 
Let  tlie  wild  leopards  of  the  zoood . 
Let  them  neglcEl  thy  glory^,  Lord 
i  et  us  adore  th*  eternal  Word 
Life  and  iimnertal  joys  are  giv'n 
Life  is  the  time  to  feme  the  Lord 
Lift^up  your  eyes  te  thJ  heav'nly  feat 
Like  fneep  we  went  afray 
LOj  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rf/«, 
Lo,  what  a  glorious  fght  appears  . 
Lp,  what  an  entertaining  fight 
Lo^  the  defiroying   angel  fies 
Long  have  Ifat  beneath  the  found 
Look.^  gracious  God^  how  num'rous'tkey 
Lp'rdy  at  thy  tempU  we  appear 
Lord,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are 
Lord^  how  fecare  and  bleft  are  they 
Lordj  houfecuremy  confcience  was 
Ltird,  we  adore  thy  bounteous  har.d  . 
Lord,  we  adore  thy  vafi  defigns 
Lord,  we  are  blind,  we  mortals  blind 

JLsjd^  m  Qonfejs  Qitr  mmrousfauUs 


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I*>4,  aj/ia^  a  heav'n  of  fov'r&ign  grace  b      16 

Lord,  what  a  .thaughtkjs  wretch  was  I .  a     36 

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'  Mijlaken  fouls  that  dream  of  kcav'n  a  14© 

My  dear. Redeemer  and  my  Lord  b   t^^ 

Mydrowfyp.ow'rswhyjleepyefe  h     z^ 

My  God,  hon)  endltfs  is  thy  love.  a     81 

Af)'  God,  my  life,  my  love  ^93 

My  God,  my  pertion,  and  -my  love  \  b     <jc). 

My  God,  perrnit  me  -not  to  be  b   122 

My  Ged,thefpring  0/ allviy  joys  h     ^^ 

My  God  what  endlefs  pkafures  dwell  :  h     42 

My  heart  how  dreadful  hard  it  is  b     9^ 

i^/jy  Saviour  God,  my  fov'rcigTL  Prince  -.  b    lii 

My  foul,  come^  meditate  the  day  b     6i- 

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Nature  with  ail  her  pow'rs  fall  fing  h       1 

Nature  with  open  voluyne  flands  c      lo 

No,  I'll  repine  at  dea^hno  raore  b-  102 

No,  I  fall  envy    them,  no  more  h     56 

No  more,  my  God.  1  boof  no  more  a    ■  00 

Nor  eye  has  fen,  nor  ear  has  heard  a    ■  dj 

Not  all'the  blood  of  beads  ■  b   143 

Not  all  the  outward,  forins.  071  earth .  a,    95 

Mstdijf'rpitfood^  nQ-t  difffrcnt  dref  a  i%g: 


^-  T  A  B  L  K.  - 

' Ni^tjr^m  the  diLjl  offliEiion  gr<iU)S 

JSfot  tht  malicious  ct  profane 

Not  to  condemn  ihefons  of  men 

J^dt  to  the  izrvGurs  of  the  Lord 

Not  with  our  mortal  eyes 

Now  be  the  Gsd  of  IlVel  bUJl    ' 

Noiii  by  the  bowels  of  my  Ged 

Now  for  a  turn  of  lofty  ^raife. 

Now  have  our  hearts  cnihac'd  eur  God 

Noztf  in  the  gaWrits    of  Ki's  grace 

Now  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood 

Now  let  ajpacious  world  arijt 

Now  let  our  pains  be  all  forgot 

Now  let  the  Lord  my  Saviour  /mile 

Now  Satan  comes  with  dreadful  rt>4r 

Nowfhallmy  inward  joys  arifc 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noolefong 

Now  to  the  Lord  who  make^  us  knett 

Now  to  the  ^Qw'r  cfCod  fupremt 

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Oh  !  if  my  foul  were  formed  f&r  w§c 
Oh  I  the  almighty  Lord 
Oh  /  the  delights,  the  heav*nlyjtys 
Often  Ifeekray  Lord  by  n-i.ght 
Once  more  my  foul  therifing  day 
Our  days,  alas,  our  mortal  days 
O^ur  God,  how  firm  his  promife  jiands 
Cur  fins,  alas  !  how  ftrvng  they  be 
Our  fouls  fJi  all  magnify  the  Lord 
^urfpirits  join  t'  adore  th*  Larnb 

plUNG'D  in  a  gulf  oj  dark  defpair 
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